Blackfeather Woods ode to sleep

Sure! o:

The male's affections had been returned, and his previous worries seemed to fall away. Everything was alright for now, and that was all that he'd needed to hear. When she'd buried her face into the fur surrounding his neck, he'd taken the opportunity to lay his head over her own, content with resting against her. She'd moved, though, nipping then at his ear, to which he'd responded by drawing his tongue across her cheek. He was glad just being there with her, and wished not to ever be pulled from her side—though, in the back of his mind, he knew he would eventually have to leave in order to try his luck at catching for them a meal of some sort. That thought was put on the back burner for the time being, however, for his focus was drawn to the present. There he was with his lover, and there he would stay for as long as he could get away with.

Together, they were fine, and that was what mattered most. Still, he was curious, so even though he'd let a gentle silence settle around them for awhile, he'd eventually become the one to break it. "How has your day been?" Kove asked, pulling back his head so that he could look at her. His curiosity was genuine, as was he always when with her, and so to her all of his attention would be given.