Stavanger Bay everyone, step aside; this is the last warning

His lovely girl!

Doe preened under his attention, fur fluffled like the feathers of a prideful bird as she blissfully endured his praise. Her nature dictacted that such a fine compliment be answered with violence equivalent to the savageness of her own joy, and Doe turned to sink her teeth into the thicker fur on his shoulder, catching skin between her jaws but keeping her grip loose enough not to pain him.

His next words, however, made her jump back and do a little dance. She did have something to show him, and so many things to tell him about! And what was this? He had something for her? Another dance was in order, but she pushed aside that need to draw close to him once more, her tail wagging so hard it made her whole body shake.

"You first," she insisted, unable to wait for her own gratification, and unwilling to outshine whatever prize he'd brought back to her with her masterpiece of a den.