Katsuki sat in the middle of it all, cross-legged in a nest that had long since outgrown its corner of the cave. Branches woven tight as a basket. Pelts stacked three deep. A border of dried lavender and feather-soft moss, arranged, rearranged, and arranged again.

His tail flicked once against the stone floor. He had heard Y/n's steps on the path outside.

Across the village below, a ways off down the mountain path, another omega's den glowed warm through its mouth. Two eggs, small and mottled, sat in the center of her nest. Katsuki had seen them twice this week. He had not mentioned this to anyone.