She watched him, thoughts swirling of little miniature copies of the two of them romping around made her heart skip a beat. They could live out their lives now, live how they wanted. No rules, no "proper" way of doing things. No, this would be their new life and they could do what they pleased with it. She had told the guards that whisked her away that night of the raid on her kingdom that she would not die by their hands. That they could cage her but could not break her spirit.

Her acidic green eyes watched him as he threw off the snow that sprinkled his pelt. She had hoped she had not been too pushy with her want for children, and maybe he even wanted them too. "A home. For us to live and share. Of course, a den will do. We should get looking, in this cold I'm not sure how much any wolves are looking for a home. And you're quite right me dear. If your eyes ready for a family, then so am I," She nodded, happiness shown on her always expressive face as she cried out in happiness while bouncing on her toes. "Oh, joy!" She giggled, following closely behind him after he bumped her with his shoulder.

The den he found was perfect! It looked so warm and cozy, somewhere they could sleep at night and keep warm instead of still journeying through the harsh nights. "How does this look, my dear?" She trotted into the cozy little den. The moss helped seal the warmth in and add a sort of soft feeling under her. "I love it! Come inside Robin! It's quite cozy." She giggled, waiting for him to come in and snuggle with her - But she also had something else in mind for them to do. She faced her rump towards him, her front curling up as her plume wagged slowly and let her scent waft through the den. Her eyes looking to meet his as she invited him in with an innocent grin.