Wherever Cel went, Kuroki followed. In all honesty, he sort of had mixed feelings about leaving Ashen. On one paw it was his home, the only one he'd ever had and all his family (well most of it) lived there. But on the other, it was obvious to all involved he was the black sheep, always had been and always would be. He could love them from afar though, surely, and there was no reason he couldn't visit. If the fancy took him. Cel had chosen a nice, secluded spot and all. Warmer than he was used to, with a blaring sun that just wouldn't quit, but the oasis was a lovely touch. Somewhere she could recline beneath the shade of a palm tree and get all comfortable as he did the heavy lifting, as was her right, as the leader he guessed. Still, a man could bitch and moan half-heartedly, toss sour looks over his shoulder as he panted under the midday sun. "You sure you're comfy enough?" He asked, pausing for a moment to let himself have a breather. He'd stumbled upon a few natural warrens and was merely extending them, adding extra entryways and eventually adding timbre to reinforce them. Lots of work to do with little help, oh the things he did for her. "I could get you a pillow? Maybe some furs." His tone was as dry as the sand he stood upon.

She had been more than pleased when Kuroki had agreed to follow her away from Ashen. Knowing that it was something of a big deal to leave his family home, she had promised he could basically have whatever he wanted in Ethyria. Their relationship was a casual mutual agreement where they were no longer bound to the prying eyes of others. On top of that, he was even willing to do most of the heavy lifting for her. That she would not complain about. Lounging in the shade on a thin bed of palm fronds, stretched out with her eyes half-lidded watching him work, she smirked to herself. Oh, it really was lovely watching him sweat and pant as he worked to dig out the natural warrens that lay near the oasis pool. When he paused to break, looking as yummy as ever, she had to laugh at his dry remark. "I would be more comfortable if I had furs as soft as yours to lay on," Celeste teased before sending a wink his way. Truthfully, she did feel bad that he was doing all of this hard work alone. "I will try to find some more muscle to help you out soon," a pucker of her lips toward Oki implied the double meaning of her comment. The more muscle that she could find, the faster the dens would get done, and then they could all relax together. Some sort of cuddle puddle, ya know?