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Fortunately, he hadn't picked up the trail in her voice, the embarrassment in her features. The blush gradually faded from her cheeks, the twisted knot in her stomach receding. Maybe he had noticed, though decided to keep quiet about it. She could only hope he wouldn't pressure her about the topic when the time came. Not that she was ready; she certainly wasn't, not for a while. Though she had been forced up to grow up fast, she had still retained some of her child-like innocence and naivety.

She pushed the thoughts aside as he gently bumped her before padding ahead to make a start on the den. A small, inaudible sigh left her lips as she watched him carefully scoop dirt from the den's inside. Not long after, she too would make a start. She squeezed in through the entrance, contemplating whether or not to widen it. Hmm, perhaps not, she didn't want the rest of her pack-mates spying on their intimate evenings. Instead, she crouched beside him and began to hollow out the side of the den, green fur brushing against his.