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He paused, checking on her den and relaxing when he saw her sleeping peacefully. He pulled away and stood by the entrance, pulling the vines away...
“Me? I was born ready.”
“Really?!”
“Oh, I am.”
He took deep breaths, pulling on his shirt and getting up.
“I can totally see why you spent so much time here.”
“You’ll do it?”
“I suppose.”
August woke with a start, sitting up suddenly, his chest heaving with breaths. He glanced out of his den and the dark, early morning stared back...
He beamed. "This is lovely!"
"You can manage it."
"Neck-and-neck."
(Zoop?)
"That's what they all say."
"Yeah. A whole day."
"Barely."
He bowed his head and left, heading into his den.
"That means you're in it now."
"Stay in it for a day, maybe."
"Hm. Fine."
