In An Jin's experience, Gu Yin and Ling Hong—one a snake, the other a wolf—were both very casual about their dens. Their only requirement was that the place was serviceable enough to sleep in.
She had assumed that most male Beastmen were rough, casual, and unconcerned with details, but now she saw Song Yi, who kept both his nest and himself spotlessly clean…
'My bad, my bad. I was guilty of overgeneralizing.'
"The time for the third wave of rain hasn't arrived yet. The rain outside shouldn't last too long. You can wait here for a while. Once it stops, I'll take you back." Song Yi came to her side, a quiet, still presence, like a great rock impervious to the wind and rain.
In their own nests, Eagle Beasts liked to remain in their beast forms, so An Jin felt like there was a little sun right beside her.
He was a big, warm ball of golden feathers, and both his temperature and his color made her feel wonderfully warm and safe.
