I hear the willows cheering

*Titania* · 07-17-2014, 11:34 PM

There was a silence, though Titania didn't mind it. She had her mind set on digging, emeralds would blaze powerfully as she managed to fit her head and shoulders through easily. She wondered how the princess was going, as she was larger than any other wolf. Dusk was also taller than Titania by an ear or so, so perhaps she was the smallest. She never felt small, except when she was alone. But now she wasn't alone, she had kind to-be-friends and a not-so-much-of-a-friend-but-still-family-friend.

She advanced deeper in her digging, her pelt caked in dust. Wait, if there were going to be three dens and there were four of them, where would one of them sleep? Oh well, maybe she could make this den a bit larger for her and Dusk to sleep in, she wouldn't mind sharing a den with her cousin. Packs did that, didn't they? You know, mothers with pups?

Stupid, Dusk isn't your dad!

Okay, so maybe Dusk wasn't her dad, or her brother, but still family, right? I mean, they were closer than grandfather's brother's mate's sister's cousin's great-grandchild, right?

After a while of serious digging, Titania was starting to debate if she had found a cave. Nope, that was the den. Digging out the remaining chunks of mud, the girl would call out to the princess, if she could hear through the dirt wall.

"How are you goin' with yours? Mine's not far from finished!"

Great, all they would have to do is to line the den with some moss, or willow leaves, and then the dens would be clean. She'd have to regularly change those linings, but maybe that can be another one of her duties. Peridots gazed down at her paws, not longer a luxurious onyx black. Oh well.

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