Hideaway Strath Everything waiting, shakin' as it drops

And I know you love me, she countered, nipping at his chin. He had proven his love many times over, and she loved it. 

She watched him get up and leaned into his affection, nodding as he asked if she was tired. I would love to, she told him, lifting up from the ground. She rubbed against him and nuzzled into his neck once more before trotting into the den with the hope that sleep wouldn't evade her anymore tonight.