Swiftcurrent Creek the road that led us here

he is careful in his approach, but when he felt them stir and kick the wonder that spread across his face was the most genuine she had seen. he was awestruck; something she was decidedly not when she felt them pummel her from the inside. this she attributed to the fact she the bore the brunt of the discomfort they brought, but it did not stop a wary, unbidden smile from twisting up the corners of her muzzle. 

she eases back up to her haunches when he withdraws, not sure quite how to respond to his words. his reaction eases something within her - whether it be nerves, or a fear of failure, she does not know, but it prompts her to offer a small grin. "of course they'll be - just look at their parents." mirth glints briefly in her gaze, and then it turns downward and she huffs. she more amiable in the moment, especially with the prospect of more rabbit to consume, and wonders aloud, "how much longer, do you think?"