The Dawn of New

She immediately turned and looked away from him; her body appeared to tense, a flinch even from some invisible force cast upon her. Raheerah had done nothing (intentionally) to warrant the response, or so he thought, and found it baffling when he instinctively flicked his gaze away and scanned their surrounding for sign of threat. Nothing lingered there, leering at them, bearing its teeth - no monster aside from Raheerah himself. He looked back at her, unable to comprehend the nature of her reaction. Then came an explanation - not of her behavior, but for why she had not sought out a den. Strange, though perhaps where she had come from they only granted dens to those carrying pups. He would still refrain from judging her, only try to understand.

"Iiiit wouuld be no buurrden to ensuurre you a plaace to sleeep." Raheerah clarified, sniffing at the air briefly. But his attentions would soon fixate on her, thoughtful. His molten eye searched the female, seeking some answer to a question he had yet to formulate. The only thought on his mind now was what exactly to do - ask her where she wanted it? Offer her his, if she were uncomfortable digging one? What did she want? For all his silence, the beast only rumbled with every slow exhale he made, until he finally decided. "Cooome. I shaall shoow you miine." Raheerah straightened and began to turn his body, cocking his head to glance back at her.