Northstar Vale Poursuivez vos Petits Rêves

She clicked her tongue, considering the question momentarily. "They won't complain - there's plenty of room." Chesley rarely complained about anything - not to her at least. Her sons feelings aside there would be plenty of room; dens could be assigned in a bit more of a formal manner later on.

"There's quite a nice area under some willow trees; I was planning on digging it out for our higher ranked members." The young wolf had spoken of such roles - the least she could do was allow him to sleep near them.