Come out, come out, where ever you are~

"Wake up my love." Her husband's voice spilled into her ears gently, as he plant soft kisses upon her face and scruff. The woman had been sleeping peacefully by the time he had returned from his little walk to get some quiet time away from the pups. It had stirred her up a little, but really, she couldn't blame him. The pups had turned into hyper little trouble-makers who bounced off the walls of their tiny den. They climbed all over their exhausted parents, full of energy. She, herself, was so drained from all the trouble they've caused. Bass probably felt even worse. After all, she was sleeping half the time, while he stay awake to deal with them. So going out to take a break for a little while wasn't all that bad, really. He deserved some peace every once and awhile.

"It's not too cold?" Her voice was almost silent, as she would have hated to awaken them so quickly. If they would have heard, they'd probably start howling with joy. Her ears wouldn't be able to tolerate that, especially since she was half-asleep.

The dame slowly pulled her feet beneath her and rose up, her back brushing against the top of the den. She groaned and lowered down a bit. They'd need to extend the den just slightly. Maybe dig toward the center, or just make a little more space around them. Unless Bass or her were gone doing something, space to breath wasn't provided. It was stressful. She lowered her head slowly and parted her jaws into an easy yawn, before crouching down over her children and offering them gentle nuzzles over their heads. "Come on now, little ones." She laughed gently and stood up, moving over their tiny bodies carefully and emerging from the warm den. But she refused to go too far from the entrance. Instead, she seated herself and waited for them to come out, a warm smile stretched across her face.

"Speech"
'thoughts'
"Italian"