Rhyme had told her she could have her own den just on the condition that it was close to his. She really wasnt keen on anyone knowing where her den was though. So it was second nature for her to wake even before Rhyme did and move out of his den. She didn't mind how cramped it was with his larger children but she didnt want the location of her children public knowledge. She just couldn't chance it even though she was not a slave here. Shed left Rhyme asleep and set off into the forest behind his home. She kept moving until she found exactly what she was looking for. A huge tree almost as big as Rhyme's, with roots that twisted and became a slight cavern inside. That would do nicely. She intended to also find brambles to plant and make into a sort of barrier fence for the small clearing in front of it. This would do well. She moved to inspect the tree before she started her work. It was strong healthy and sturdy. It would be nice enough. She started working then. Her paws digging out the cave enough that Rhyme could easily slide inside the entryway. It took some time but by breakfast she had the start of it. She had plans for this den. If it was to be her permanent home then it should be nice. She wanted to make an entryway for the den that would then have a tunnel dug into it and the main den chamber there. Then she wanted to start making chambers off that, and obviously she was going to make a bolt exit. Speech

His den was too small. Either that or the pups were just getting way too big. Not having Noir within his walls was weighing on the worried father. The man could only hope that their program would work and rehabilitste the boy. While Eulogy was working on her new den she had begrudgingly taken up residence in the den below the maple. Rhyme wouldnt remain here very much longer, memories of Tana raced through his mind whenever he entered the recession under the tree. He didnt think any of his children wished to remain here when they were encouraged to find their own dens. Likely he would fill it in to rid himself of the memories.

He woke slowly, finding his sister already gone. With a yawn he lifted himself from the earth and made search for her. She was pregnant, and though he was happy for her, she was glowing these days, Rhyme still wasnt sure how he felt about their conception. He sighed softly as he made his way to the large tree in the forest Eu had chosen. It had taken him a good bit of time to track her down but already the den was taking shape.

"Eulogy," he greeted her warmly as he took a seat by her growing frame.

Rhyme appeared to her side as she sat taking her break. She was well aware of him as he came up beside her. He made certain not to startle her by speaking her name. She looked to him and gave him a smile as she addressed him in return. Good morning Rhyme. she had been dutifully working on her den now long enough that the sun was taking its trek through the sky, painting the sky beautiful golds and oranges. She shook the dirt from her head once more as she sat beside her brother. This tree was like his except it wasn't a maple, it was a sitka Spruce, an ancient looking tree as well. She'd chosen well she felt. She knew Rhyme was apprehensive about her children but she was too happy to really think much about the way they had come to be. Besides if Rhyme had had a problem with it he could of ordered her to purge them and honestly she wouldnt of went against him. Though she would of hated him for it for the rest of their lives she felt. She leaned her enlargening frame into his as she sighed happily. Even if he disapproved of the way her children had come to be she didnt feel like he would hate them for her own actions. She was most comfortable with his presence. Speech

The slate alpha reached over to nuzzle her cheek affectionately as she returned his greeting and showed off her work humbly. She had probably been at work before the sun was even up, he felt bad for her pregnant self having to dig out the den. It was something he should be making Noir do. The boy needed some hard work put into him. ”Eulogy, you should let me get Noir to do this for you. Or at least work under your direction.” He offered up his son with ease as he found his feet again. ”Come had breakfast with me, you can tell me what you have planned for your den.” He smiled warmly, dark tail swaying easily at his hips as he prepared to lead the way ahead of them towards the kill pile.