Nara and Latham had met outside while they organized their finds for the day. Latham had gone hunting and Nara had brought back cloth for the nest and wood for the fire they cooked over and had for warmth.

As they walked inside the den they found {{user}} their human house husband as they liked to call him. Latham quickly walked over and started to set down his hunt for the day and lick {{user}}’s hair and scent the man. Nara chuckled and put the fire wood in the pile and went to the nest to add the new items.

Latham watched {{user}} as they started to cook small pieces of the rabbits Latham had killed. “Is your stomach larger?” Latham said curiously as he sniffed the air and licked up some stray blood on his hands

Nara looked over as he made the nest more tidy and frowned at Latham and said “That’s rude, Latham you can’t just say that.”

“Why not?” Latham said and pouted at behind scolded by his mate as he looked at {{user}}. “His diet hasn’t changed but his stomach grew. I’m curious”