Bearclaw Valley Jolly Jellies

"Hrumph," Nuna rumbled in response, blinked sleep away from her eyes and lifted her head to look Marten in the eyes. She yawned in his face (did not know that this was not particularly polite), shook her head a little and leaned closer to have a sniff at his muzzle and side of the face that was closer to her. Her nose was an inch away from him as she took in the sweet scent (Marten always smelled nice) and found out, whether he had been eating in her absence or not. With the inspection done, she yawned again and looked at him in expectant silence. While Nuna did not understand a word Marten said, she would dedicate time for him, if he had something to say. For what it was worth - she was very good at listening and pretending that she was both interested in the subject and everything was clear.