Swiftcurrent Creek Stare al Proprio Posto

She was glad to follow after the other, to indulge herself in his chatter. Ah, nothing much for the moment. An old den I found dug out under a tree. She responded, I assume it to be temporary, I'll need more room soon enough. She looked to Frederick as she spoke. Had she been to forward? Though, he seemed to be interested in her as well, so she supposed it might be alright to assume they may live together - when he joined her in Bearclaw, that was.

They arrived at a fallen log, Milan giving it a careful sniff before slipping inside. It was quite nice, and she certainly appreciated his taste in bedding. Gentle paws tapped the greenery as she circled, laying down to the side with them tucked underneath her. It's quite nice. Did you set this all up on your own?