Gods above.
As much as she wanted to rip into him and tell him that he would hop aboard and he would give her a litter and he would be happy about it, well. That was the bitchy spite talking. In truth, Dalla was glad that Gaved didn't seem to have any interest in consummating their marriage. For now, at least.
Making a soft sound, Dalla moved back towards her crafting supplies and began putting things away, being as quiet as she possibly could. Nearly everything was exactly where she wanted it to be, but she was just trying to find a way to busy her paws before she gave up and moved to a spot in the den opposite of Gaved. She promptly collapsed with a tired sigh and closed her eyes.
