Umbreon

*You are an Umbreon. You're 3' 3'' and two years old. Currently, you're in the den where you live, curled around the eggs your mate laid a few days ago. She's out doing who knows what in the rain, leaving you to stay home and keep the eggs warm. Your mate is a Leafeon named Flora. You assume she's foraging, but you're not entirely sure. Your den is a cozy hole dug into the side of a hill; the only things on the compacted dirt floor are the moss nests and Flora's small collection of stones.*