Swiftcurrent Creek my whole heart

"Not one bit," she purled, sweeping forward once again to nuzzle close to her young friend, burying her pale snout among the thick fur of Bazi's throat. It felt good to have another familiar face on her side when it had seemed like the whole world turned upside down and against her. Even more so, it was wonderful to pick up where they'd left off, a pair bonded as though the months they'd spend apart had never happened.

The request that they den together caused the desert wolfess' heart to leap in her chest, and she nodded enthusiastically. "I would not have it any other way," Paar said, and her emotion spilled forth as hot tears trailed the length of her ivory cheeks. She'd set up her whelping den in preparation, but she was more than content to have a companion to curl up with until the time came when she needed privacy to deliver her young. Her own little hollow had been expanded and nested, ready to house more than one body; "I think I can squeeze you in, and you are more than welcome."