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Wave Crest stretched himself out in the late evening sun. It was hot, still, so very hot. It was lucky they lived in such a marshy area to go soak in during the day, else the pack would be suffering. There was actually a bit of food for the wild dogs, because they were still such a small pack.

The hustle and bustle of the upcoming races was making buzz through the pack and it reached his ears, as always. The Artisan sat down in front of his den and just sighed. Eha should be here soon. The two visited each other a lot lately, and he was thinking about asking her to just.. share his den. It was big enough! He'd made sure it could hold a family, should he find someone here. The blue male let out a nervous whine as he thought about it.

He really liked her. They had a lot in common and she didn't seem to mind how bumbling he was. So he had to hold onto her, didn't he? That's what his gut was telling him.

"Gods above," he muttered, getting up and starting to walk to the path up to his den. He'd meet her there.

There she was. She turned the corner and her sunset colors made him a bit less anxious. She hugged him in a way and he returned the favor before butting their heads together carefully. He turned, walking up toward the den and he sat right outside.

"Ah, well. I've been well. Making things still. Little trinkets.." She knew his occupation. Wave Crest was making himself look even more nervous than normal. With a thump of his tail against the grass, he looked up at her and met her eyes. "I've been thinking about something. Ah, it's. Sort of serious. Or rather, very serious. It has to do with the two of us, you and I." He wouldn't realize he was making a spectacular display of movements with his head as he talked, his facial expressions ranging from serious, to unsure and ended with a sheepish, embarrassed sort of look.

"Am I making sense?"