one more day

He leaned against her softly as she agreed that the two of them might spend more nights together. ”Do you want to know a secret?” He asked her as he lifted himself to all four paws. ”I don’t really like sleeping in a den. When.. your mother told me she was pregnant with you we dug the den beneath the maple. Before, I always slept under the tree in the open.” He explained, deciding that he would soon take up that practice again. His children were slowly removing themselves from the den, and so would he. Rhyme wondered how they might feel if he finally decided to fill the hole in completely. He waited for Theo to lead the way back, a soft smile of his features. Glad they’d been able to talk.