Gyrfalcon's Keep The Rains will wash it away

Though Dreven was certainly an intimidating figure, Thyra felt certain he was kind as well. He cared so deeply for his gentle, sweet mate- and surely if one as friendly as Atka had chosen him to be her mate, then she must have seen past his rugged, scarred appearance too. 

She approached with her stance lowered but tail swinging from side to side. She reached over her shoulder to carefully grab the edge of the otter pelt, and pulled it off her back so it could dangle. She tried to speak with the pelt in her mouth, only for her words to be muffled by its thick, slick pelt. With an embarrassed chuckle, she carefully placed it on the ground.

”I have made this, for your mate!” She said. ”For when she has children soon, ya? It will be easy to keep clean…And is thick fur, will hold warmth for the babies,” She explained.