Muddy River — The Shape of Dreams

Enya immediately took up his offer to lean on him. The initial contact made her wince as sore muscles were touched against his, but once she found her spot on his side, she used it. The comfort he offered her made her smile to herself. His retort made her soft smile grow as he faked offense at her words. "Your Queen will just have to see for herself.", she added during his quick pause, before he opted to suggest a bath before bed.  As tired, sore, and hungry as she was, somehow, a bath sounded like the perfect thing to do. The water would soothe her, heal her, and there was a chance that it might even feed her. Going to bed clean, healed, and fed sounded much nicer than going to bed covered in grime, aching, and hungry. The idea was put on hold, however, as Caedwyn pointed out the entrance to his den. It was a good spot, as it took her a moment to find the entrance even with him gesturing towards the general area. He suggested she step inside first and she turned to smirk at him, "No last second tidying up you want to do first?". Without waiting for his response, she slipped into the burrow.  She could immediately tell that Caedwyn was a larger wolf than she. The entirety of the burrow and attached den was larger than what she'd dig out for herself. It made it feel both roomy and exposed. She peered at the actual contents of the den its self and nodded approvingly at the pelts and leaf litter that made up the floor cover. She continued to scan the burrow, making loud "Hmm. I see. Interesting choice." phrases as she pretended to criticize his den. Her teal gaze then spotted the smaller den attached and she shoved her head that way to take a closer look at his hoard. Instantly, she missed having one of her own. "Oh! Is this my gift?" she suddenly exclaimed, turning her head back towards the entrance of the den as she scooted to the side and made herself comfortable, allowing him enough room to enter his own home. "How thoughtful."  "Speech."