Oh gosh not the smokey voice. Gwynfillion nearly squeaked at the sound of his sexy smokey voice. She was tempted to to answer, for him to find her and ravish her ears with that voice. She remained resilient and stayed in hiding. Though, her heart was beating fast in the excitement of being found, there was minor shuffling in here.
"Me no know how make door, only holes," Wrymple nodded."That not door. That hole." Sugar crawled into the log with the fullness of her body within the cavity. "Need door."