Stavanger Bay I barely dreamt her yesterday

Sumac nodded, inhaling the freshness of the briny sea air. He knew what she meant - he'd come to love the coast as well, all the more so because of their adventure together.

"This place is... beautiful, magical," he finally stated, agreeing.

Her next question brought him sharply back to the present, fully awake and heart pounding. A den? There were so many implications, so many possibilities, in that precious tidbit of information. Maybe she did already have a suitor. The thought soured his stomach suddenly as he felt his heart plummet. But she didn't seem to carry the scent of another on her, which surely, she would if it was so... Right? Oh, he didn't know. He was new to these things! Then again, maybe she was just being prepared, which seemed something that a responsible, forward-thinking female like Raindrop would do. If she was building a den, did she intend for this spring to be her time as well? 'Mac's heart was once again a thundering herd of wild horses, begging to escape the confines of his chest.

He swallowed.

"A d-den?" Oh great, the stammer. C'mon, 'Mac, we practiced this! He swallowed again, "That sounds amazing, but yeah, I can see if being hard. I can help you, if you want! Th-that is, unless someone else is h-helping you, or you don't want help."

He cleared his throat awkwardly.

"S-so... you're part of the pack around here, yeah? Do you have any friends there, or folks you're close to?"