Hushed Willows I wake up screaming from dreaming one day I'll watch as you're leaving

What a surprise!

A warm smile uplifted the features on his face. A gentle wag to his tail as she approached. Squirrel fur brushed against his paws as Reverie passed it to him. Gaze flicking down to briefly examine her gift.

Aww. Well aren't you thoughtful? You didn't have to do that! His gaze then traveled back up to her face. The typical playful gleam to his eyes absent. Mischief replaced by sincerity.

Thank you, Reverie.

He meant it.

He then pondered her reason for checking on him. His head tilted slightly. A quiet hum in his throat as he rolled his shoulders. Still a touch stiff from squeezing into a hollow to rest Thing's are going alright. Awful season to carve out a den though. Ground's tough, but there's nothing we can do about that.

He shrugged and turned his attentions to Reverie. How's everything going with you?