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Chapter 10
A few days later the weather turned downright nasty and cold. Rather then risk hunting in that weather, Ryke and Tilla went into hibernation. They stayed that way, curled up in each others arms, until it was nearly spring.
And when spring came, they started to molt their winter coats and get in their summer coat. The shed fur was saved to line a fresh nest, which they replace each spring to prevent the build up of harmful microbes and bugs. This was the time of year Tilla's pup would have been born, but since she lost it during the winter she'll be available to mate during the upcoming mating season.
This was also the time of year that, due to the warmer temperatures and excess energy, Arctic Drakkics are really hyper. It wasn't uncommon for two total strangers to suddenly go into a bout of play. Territorial disputes are more civil and relaxed, since prey is a lot more plentiful and burrows are easier to dig.
When late summer came things started to get tense again, as the prey became less plentiful and mating season approached. Males started to get in their manes and those that didn't have mates started looking for one. Ryke had to chase off a few males that were trying to steal Tilla away from him. Though, much to the males surprise, Tilla was right up there with Ryke to drive them away. She even bit a couple of them to get her point across: That she will go with no one else other then Ryke.
Fall then came and the temperature started to fall once again. They shed their summer coats in favor for the thicker and warmer winter ones. It was mating season and the chorus of still single males searching for a mate filled the air, who were answered by any single females who were also still looking for a mate.
Ryke and Tilla didn't need to add their voices to the chorus, for they had each other. In the privacy of their burrow, they did what was necessary to start the next generation....
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