Bearclaw Valley You've got your passion

She was greeted swiftly by the woman, who came to the den's entrance, with the fur along one side slightly ruffled from static. Like a child stirring from slumber at the sound of an unfamiliar noise, she looked both excited and a tad sleepy- Ameline responded with a smile that was slightly apologetic, for having awakened the woman from what looked like a good nap. 

Ahh, did I wake you? She interjected, after she was greeted. However, Winslet seemed in good spirits- and perked up at the sight of Ameline's growing middle, and seemed willing and able to come to service. Oh, I didn't come lookin' for anything, She reassured the keen woman. I wath jutht walkin' along the river, an' notithed the new den, She said An' thankth- She said, gesturing toward her belly with one lifted paw, They're gonna be feithty, that'th for sure, She said. 

She drew a bit closer, keen to see the handiwork; after all, Cole applied himself 110% to everything that he did, no doubt he and Winslet had found themselves an enviable home. Nithe plathe for a home, She chimed, fishing for an invitation.