He felt bad that he was not the best of being able to tell where his body was at all times. It was like he knew it was there, but also, he simply wasn’t completely aware of its boundaries. Her nip was justified, and he nodded as he kept his eyes on the floor. Well, it was also dark. He couldn’t see what was going on too well, but at least she was a lighter color and caught the touches of light that did come through the mouth of the den.

It was odd to be comfortable and yet anxious. It was something he felt he could not control. There was always this worry he was doing something wrong, and that he was burdening others. Yet, he did somewhat well at hiding it for the most part…but those who know, can see it.

In regards to his comment that he could sleep outside the den, he blinked as she bopped him on the head with her paw. He made a soft yip noise in reaction, and playfully banging a front paw on the ground. He took that as a sign that he was okay to stay, and was perhaps a slight punishment for daring to question the desire for his presence.

“This one shall remain. Let us cast our dreams to the stars…and rise when first light touches,” he said calmly, then began to hum a little tune to himself with eyes closed. It was not a very long tune, but obviously practiced and ritualized. Once he finished, he looked to ensure everything appeared okay with Devika before lowering his own head down.

It was his first sleep in a den with someone else other than his mother, in a new den. He felt a bit nervous, but knew somehow that he could trust her. Perhaps he is simply naive. He tried to quell the thoughts in his head as he slowly drifted off into a sleep. It was cold out, and occasionally the wind would sweep the cold onto their noses. Otherwise, their body heat kept the place nice and allowed for a rather comfortable sleep.