"Oh, they'll love that." She chuckled. Night Sky turned her head and growled something to the dogs. Bear Heart excitedly bounded into the tent, knocking over a few pillows in the process, while Hank patiently waited just outside of the opening.

Night Sky grasped both of Finnick's hands and walked backwards toward the tent, ducking down and flopping back into the little nest inside and urging him down between her legs, arms wrapping around him as Hank took up his post at their feet and Bear Heart bullied his way up into Finnick's space.