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SOSU 301
Denver could not have been more baffled by this woman. He couldn't tell if she was into him or not, and it bothered him more still that he couldn't keep his mind from wondering. She pulled away from him, pouting sadly and muttering an apology. "No..." he muttered as she started walking away, "I didn't mean--". But it was pointless now, and the ivory and chocolate mutt relaxed his position with a sigh, staring after her with a confounded expression, pondering whether or not he should go follow her or not. Maggie stopped eventually, though, and started gathering branches, sticks, and leaves-- items needed to finish the trap, he realized. At least she was helping. Smiling to himself, Denver set to gathering his own small pile, picking the largest and sturdiest of the bunch for this work. It needed to blend in well, and so gathering the leaves, too, was necessary. This way, it would look more natural. The pompous dog felt that anyone with a brain would notice this trap, but then he supposed that not everyone possessed such instinct and cunning. A pity for them.
By the time Maggie wandered back to the site of the trap, Denver had come back as well. With his gathered debris he sat at one end and began placing the elements, weaving them together to create a pseudo-floor. When he realized that his fellow Confidant had still not spoken another single word, he began to feel bad. "Why're you so quiet now? It's freakin' me out," he mumbled, trying a sheepish grin to try to break the awkward silence. He couldn't have her acting like this; it just wasn't fair. Denver could just as easily use this tactic against her, but he knew for certain it would not go quite so well.