He sleeps like the dead some nights. His deafness making the whole world quiet certainly could help some nights, but nothign make the deaf male more deaf to the world than he already was than having a den mate. It was a lot of growing pain for him once more. Of course he and Tuari had shared a den for ages, up until Levi had moved in for his short stay before he wandered off that was. By then Jinan had been an adult, dug out his own den and it had been years since he shared it with anyone but himself. He had to get used to being touched on his overly sensitive body, hear the groans and moans of another rumble in the den and tickle his skin and fur. Yes the first few nights of them doing whatever it was they were doing had been… rough to say the least, but hardly unpleasant. When he couldn’t sleep he would lay still basking in the feeling of his complete soul. He was growing more protective and certainly more selfish of any idea of sharing it with anyone else. He wasn’t sure he’d be capable if another male came along seeking her heart. Perhaps that was the side he didn’t fully know, the side he only heard about with the blood of DevilMayCry, but he had separate heart and soul for so long, but without Paisley was certain he would go crazy and the actions of his sister became so clear and muddled at the same time.

She had been hanging out with a wolf she knew from the past, but Jinan knew a normal soul would never fill the hole created when Levi left. Nothing could take the place of what he felt now with Paisley around, he wasn’t sure how Tuari could handle it. Perhaps she did not feel it as deeply as he did, it was always said that males felt it more than females. Then if that was the case how could Levi ever rip himself away? Jinan didn’t understand, and honestly a dislike of Levi began to swirl about in his chest when he thought about what he had taken away from his sister. She was happier now, but Jinan was now attuned to what his sister had lost…. He still went to see her he practised his words and especially the new name that he wanted to be sure it was perfect. He had attempted the name a few times now… first to his sister of course and now he was slowly growing used to saying it around his imprint too. No longer as terrified to misspeak it as terribly as he was before. He was still learning, but thankfully Paisley seemed to more easily understand him than many others could. She was growing used to him and him her, even though not a lot of time had passed being bonded seemed to accelerate all things.

Such things as he was accustom once again to sharing a den now. Touch would cause him to slowly open his eyes before closing again drifting near immediately back into slumber, even as she stirred and he could feel her move he simply shifted, though the feeling of his limbs locked with hers did little to disturb him. They had been sleeping together, but usually on opposite edges. His den was far from the biggest, just enough for him and nothing more but usually they would only brush one another. Today though seemed to be a different story altogether. Though apparently in Jinan’s stupor it didn’t bother him. Not until he felt her roll, groan and push and a paw slip up between his chest that his eyes snapped open and his own form began moving furthering messing up the tangled array of limbs. He wasn’t sure what was up and down with this mess, but one thing was fur sure he was almost on top of her. Sometime of them together and nothing really seemed to have put them in this type of situation. It was getting colder, perhaps that had drove them in their sleep to seek the warmth of one another in the night? But now it was just a somewhat embarrassing moment for him at least. He made some indistinguishable noises somewhere between ‘sorry’ and some ‘ohs’ and ‘ums’ coming from under his breath trying to pull his long black legs in closer to himself as to free his much smaller companion he seemed to almost literally engulf into his mostly black furred pelt. Part of him though liked it… a lot… and more than he would ever admit aloud though is apace beating heart would probably tell anyone otherwise.

It was like he could feel it light and dying and brimming with life all at the same time. Still though he took away this from himself finally pulling himself away and standing in the den off of his many pelts. ”Er...um...sorry… didn’t mean to wake you up like that.” The gold faced male said letting his green eyes not drift from her own visage. She didn’t seem bothered by it, but he didn’t want to impose his, to her, hulking form into trapping her either. It was a bit embarrassing, but he liked the feeling of them being tangled, he understood and didn’t all at the same time he wish he could have stayed like that a bit longer. It felt good, but he wasn’t sure it was wrong or right to feel so. They haven’t known each other terribly long after all… but then again… he had poor examples in his past. His mother and father literally met one night and didn’t see eachother again until spring… and to Jinan’s knowledge that wasn’t exactly the first time his womanising father had done such a thing. Least he and Paisley have known eachother since spring… With that bandage over his guilt he felt a little less sheepish yet he wasn’t sure what he should feel. All he knew was he liked it and hoped she wasn’t upset.