matching the drapes

He smiled slightly as she touched his cheek and the rat tittered delightedly as she explained the reason for her call. “Easily done beloved.” He purred. Instantly the rats set to work, gnawing holes in the hide while Rosemary set to work measuring the horns and the entrance to the den.

“How have you been fairing dear?” He asked as he worked examining the hide once the rat was finished chewing and thinking of the best way to go about hanging the curtains from the mouth of the den. He noticed she seemed have gotten more plump since he last saw her on the battlefield and he wondered silently if she was carrying pups. They were no doubt Hannibal’s, their older brother had never shied away from his affections for her but some instinctual part of his mind begged the question; what if they weren’t?

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