Lost Creek Hollow Found somethin' there, chief?

Joss' ears flicked forward when he finally roved through the order in which he'd said things and figured that she meant he should plan to widen the den to suit not only one wolf, but a family. He licked his chops as he looked at the den, frowning softly still; it wasn't very big...And Treason was a much larger wolf that he was, so he stole a glance at her and then frowned at the small den again. He would definitely have his work cut out for him- but if he had time, he could just do it bit by bit, without hurting his paws or breaking a claw. He looked up, puzzled, and frowned when she mentioned whatever final finishes were, so he shrugged and nodded. He could dig a den out roughly so that it was big enough for a wolf and kids, as long as it didn't necessarily have to be pretty. Digging in the winter meant that every clawmark would show, but if she was alright with that, then he could at least pass this test.

"Probably bad luck to say congrats now then." He said, so he didn't go back and say it. He turned his muzzle in her direction and nodded, albeit somewhat stiffly. It was a bit of an awkward topic, given that she said that it was only a possibility. He wasn't sure if that implied that she was simply being realistic and acknowledging that females didn't always get pregnant when they tried, or that she wasn't one hundred percent sure she'd even have a father by then- so he kept his trap shut. "I'll do it." He said, simply. It was almost reassuring to have a task he knew he could handle- and he might even be able to beat her expectations. And whether he realized it or not, he sort of liked the idea of Treason having kids...Maybe then she would be distracted from picking on him.