Heron Lake Plateau And ain't it always the way

Hearing that having a sleeping buddy helped made Niamh feel even more sorry for herself. This had happened after she'd kicked Colt out- so the two were likely related. She'd had someone to snuggle with all this time- basically, since they'd kicked Screech out- and now, in the first few nights of sleeping alone, she was starting to have sleep paralysis. She was glad that it was working for Tegan...But she'd have to find some way to make something work for herself, whether it meant finding someone else to sleep over (Towhee, maybe?) or finding something to sleep against, to mimic the feeling of having someone else with her. The flitting idea of dragging a dead coyote to her den to sleep with came to her mind and her whiskers twitched. Gross. Why did her brain just put that image into her mind?

She snorted- not when Tegan said that he'd gone to stay with Finley, but when he mentioned that he'd kick her teeth in. She bared them- not in an aggressive way, but in almost a taunting way, and clicked her tongue against them. "Please don't- only got a few left," She said, referencing her missing canine. But as she had with Rory, Niamh would bear that particular secret to the grave- unless, of course, he did something that really pissed her off. "I say nothing. As long as you don't tell anyone about my like...Paralysis," She said tentatively. She was willing to bargain- though it wasn't much of a bargain, considering the fact that she wouldn't exactly get much out of telling others that Tegan occasionally slept in his Momma's den. She wasn't terribly surprised- and she didn't figure anyone else would be, either. Heck, she still assumed that Eljay lived with Finley and Elwood so another Blackthorn boy with an Oedipus complex wouldn't surprise her at all. 

Tegan leaned into her embrace, and she felt better. Part of her wished that it was Colt she was leaning against- and even part of her wished that it was Artaax. With that memory crossing her mind, she absent-mindedly began to groom the fur at his shoulder with a gentleness she couldn't remember ever using when coming into contact with Tegan. She reminded herself of who she was really pressed against, and stopped herself. 

At his invitation, she growled softly- a grateful, crooning note- having forgotten herself again. This wasn't the language she should be using to speak with Tegan...That ought to have been saved for Colt or Artaax, but she was obviously having some trouble, lately, controlling her impulses. She smiled gently, and nudged his shoulder. "I kind of doubt your mom would enjoy having both of us sleep over." She said. She tried to inject a bit more humour by adding "Especially if your Dad's there too. Might make her jealous of me." She said, because let's be honest- Elwood was definitely a Hot Dad, whether Tegan admitted it or not.