He muttered to himself, lost in his own thoughts, unaware that someone was listening. Until someone snaps him out from his own thoughts, "Esmeray?" His mate, Haiden, who just came back from hunting.
Haiden slinks into the den. "Still worry about that, my dear?" Haiden said, before flopping down onto his belly near the leader. His tail swished lazily behind him, he nuzzled against Esmeray's side.
Esmeray sigh, "Yeah… I can't help but keep thinking about it." He leaned on his mate. "How's the hunting?" He asked as he grooming his mate, his agile tongue expertly removing every twig and leaf from Haiden's coat. Haiden chuckle, letting Esmeray do whatever he wanted. "Still same like always, nothing interesting so far."