Redhawk Caldera You bring me sun-sun-sunshine

She grinned, then nipped at his shoulder to let him know how silly he was. Fox then wiggled into the den, sneezing at the musty smells inside. They weren't bad, necessarily, but she could tell it hadn't been occupied in a long time. That was a plus, as far as she was concerned. As Peregrine pushed the leaves through the entrance, Fox worked on pushing them to the sides of the den, creating a nice, cozy layer of warmth for them. The cushion would stay there through the winter, if all went according to plan, and it would make for a fine whelping and weaning den. Now that they had their special little place, she was even more eager to make the babies happen.

Hesitantly, she wriggled out of the den and into the cooler outside air. It was definitely going to be comfy in there, and she could already tell it would be a welcome relief to the bitter cold of winter. “She’s probably just doing her outrider thing,” Fox assured him with a lick to his muzzle. “And if she does… well, that’s her problem, not ours!” she giggled. With his nudge to more level ground, she took a few playful bounds away from him, turning back with a mischievous grin before taking off. “You’ll have to chase this tail, buddy!” she called out, though in all honesty, she would stop as soon as he asked her of it, and the love-making would commence.