Moonspear Looking me up when they all get home

Oh! I assumed they were one and the same. Bridget tilted her head, glancing around again before focusing her attention on Sialuk. It made sense, on a number of levels, that a living space might be separate. She’d just never bothered to make herself more than a single spot.

Lead the way? As long as I’m not keeping you from anything important. I doubt I need a few, though, whichever one is closest to here is fine by me. She waved her tail, hoping to dismiss any worry that she might be picky on that. A den was a den! And she was too used to sleeping where she worked, or honestly, wherever she could curl up that seemed convenient in the moment. Ulax. She’d try to remember that.