Broken Antler Fen Show Of Affection

Brandy nodded and grinned, giggling and sharing his thoughts. This was THEIR place!
      "It'll be faster if you help but you don't have to."
She took the last scraps of the duck, flinging the bones into the brush with a few strokes of her hind legs. She trotted over and plopped herself next to her... Well, what was he, exactly? They were more than friends, she could sense that, but not mates either. Courting, perhaps? What did they call each other?
                 "Aduin... What do we call what we are?"
She was still amazed at her luck of finding someone that tempered her fire, kept it contained, but made her feel more alive than she ever had. How could he deal with her and her insanity?
                             "And.... Well.... Why me?"
She couldn't help the words that slipped from her muzzle, but didn't try to stop them either. She started to groom his face, body sprawled and relaxed.