Redhawk Caldera Stay away from the streets [m]

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While she still spent the majority of her time patroling the borders, she had sliced away a bit of time from her normal routine to set about perfecting the densite she and Phox had chosen. As per usual, Niamh was picky when it came to birthing dens, and she preferred to give birth with only her mate nearby. She wasn't quite ready to give up on her old habits just yet, and surrender the little bit of space she afforded herself just for the first couple months after giving birth, so she had begun digging out a den she would likely only use for that small period of time. Still, it had to be perfect.

There was a bit of clay in the walls, which she felt was good- it would hold despite the thawing in the spring, and it would keep the ground firm all around them. The entrance to her den, as per usual, was incredibly small- and she had to crouch to wiggle inside. She'd forgotten exactly how big she'd gotten last year when she'd been pregnant- but we won't ruin that surprise for her just yet. The narrow passageway led to a much more open, rounded area which was where she expected to give birth and raise her children until they were old enough to be moved to the Rendez-vous area.

So the next part was making her den's bedding as soft and fluffy and puppy-proof as possible. It meant plucking out some of her own fur- just the dead fur she had't yet shed, and then roaming around in search of feathers or small creatures that had a pelt she could add for bedding. So she roamed along the lake's edge in search of tracks that might lead her to both a source of food and bedding, with the warm afternoon sun cutting through the chill of the autumn air.