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Well at least the two males were not trying to bite at each other's throats while the girls were sleeping, that would have not been a pretty sight to wake up to. Connor could assume that both men were trying to let bigons be bigons and sort this out like civil gentlemen as the warrior asked lightly if they could talk outside. The titan slightly furrowed his eyebrows in a 'what for?' matter but he decided to belt up and not ask why, perhaps it was hard on Howl as is just to even talk to the cinnamon male. Was he hiding something?

The man said nothing but nodded instead before casting a quick glance back into the den just to make sure that he was not needed and could crawl out with minimal noise with Howl. The giant man rose to his paws smoothly and stalked like a fox out of the den, careful to not brush his bushy tail against any of the sleeping bodies. Once out of the mouth of the den, he walked to where Howl was waiting for him, curious as to why they needed to talk.