Watermelon pools keeping a eye out, as her skull and nose went to the ground, tracing back to the den that she had her eyes on. The shadows engulfing her as she continued on. Soon coming up to the den, peaking down into it, noting that it would work for her and Reaper, a smile crossing her lips. Paws and nails digging down into the brunette ground, even some juniper blades went with the terrian that she dug at. Making the mouth just a little bigger.

Spring was here, although the nights were still brisk, Mae known warmer days were on the way. Looking around for Moloch, the raven that Reaper had joined up with. Mae never seen how or understood how it all happened, but she was thankful that even she had another friend and allie she could count upon. The den was already a nice size. Sure, the walls needed some working on but they could possibly work on them together.

The den was located a little closer but far enough way from the boarders that her or Reaper could keep a close eye upon them, but also be there if something should arise. The young woman poked her head from the mouth of the den and called out for the charcoal male, before dipping down back in and getting to work, she'd smooth the walls after she got the storage wall finished.

Giving her a chance to plan everything out, how it would look. Having an idea always seemed to help.

"Mae and Reaper"

Reaper was guided by Moloch to Mae's where abouts. It wasn't long before he heard Mae calling for him. The young Bloodjaw had a few furs he had gathered safely secured within his pale maws. When he arrived to the den area Mae had picked out, she was already begun digging and making the den suitable for them. He sat the furs down near the entrance and entered the den. "You've made quite the progress." He smiled at her. "I've brought some furs for us. We can lay them out once we are done digging." He told her. He looked around the den and began to use his black claws to dig the walls out even more. He was careful to keep it as Mae wanted but wanted to do his share. He was a hardworking male afterall. He wouldn't let her do all the work by herself.

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It wasn't too long of a wait that the brute she had come to know and love came into veiw, looking towards Moloch. Allowing that of her pink tongue to roll carefully across the raven's crown. Noting the furs that Reaper had brought along with him. Before wandering to were Reaper stood she greeted the masculine with gentle kisses and nuzzles under his chin. His voice echoing out.

'You've made quite the progress, I've brought some furs for us. We can lay them out once we are done digging.' Smiling as he had, she continued to dig little shelves out, allowing that of her back legs to hold her up. Digging her snoot into the dirt and nudging it out more. Soon the shelves were done after a while. "These's would be good for your collection of bones and skulls. I can make more for the herbs and everything else."

She smiled as taking a step back and surveying the area. Seeing a spot for the furs, a ledge. Nothing huge but enough to give them a little more privacy."What do you think of using that for the bed area?" Mae stated pointing to the ledge. Seeing it would need a little work. Questions stormed threw her mind as she looked to him.

Maybe now wouldn't be the time to ask, so she stepped up to the ledge and began to work a little more. Then stepping down it was almost done, then they could start on other means of making the den more home for them both as a wave of her tail.

"Speech!"

Reaper's paws kept digging and churned away dirt as he made what appeared to be shelves into the walls of the den. Once he was done with a few of the shelves, he stepped back and looked at Mae. "These will do just fine for them, yes." He told her with a nod of his head. It wasn't long before the woman pointed out a ledge further back in the den, suggesting it be used for a bed. The ashen she wolf was already at work one the ledge. Reaper quickly followed after her and helped her dig out the ledge more. His claws would scrape and carve away at the dirt. Once significant progress was made, Reaper would come down from the ledge and nudge Mae. "I will help remove some of the dirt from in here." He told her. He would then leave the den and return with a slab of tree bark that was curved slightly. It almost resembled that of a bowl. He would use this makeshift bowl to gather the dirt that had been flung to the floor from all the digging. He would then carry the full bowl and dump it. Then, he would make a trip back in to repeat the process over and over.