A vague smile flitted over Trent's face as he spoke, agreeing with her decision. It had taken a long time to pick it out the spot, and it wasn't even really settled into. Terra had come right out of the den once she was done digging it out, and started talking to Trent. The whole experience was new for her. Life didn't seem to want to go very smoothly, handing her the challenges it was for her first pregnancy. The place she had chosen was ideal at least. Close to a stream so she could get water anytime she wished, trees overhead for shade, a nice sandy stretch she could dig into and just roll out in.
Nodding her head she flashed a smile at Trent. Now that her mistake with choosing a mate was out in the open Terra was actually feeling a lot better about that, instead of keeping it inside. The paranoia still rested in the back of her mind, but for now it was settled. Of course! You'll help too, right? Bring back your mighty catches? Laughing she winked over at him. Whether or not he brought food Terra enjoyed his company. If he brought something she could eat that would simply be a bonus. Besides, Terra enjoyed mocking him. He was an easy source of amusement, and relaxing to be around.
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