Duck Lake Riveted

The idea that Rivet could hurt her was laughable on so many levels and Turq didn't dignify it with a response beyond a cheshire grin. Her expression grew more thoughtful, however, as the topic drifted to talk of packs. She thought of Artisan from Ookan, the pack that lived on the meadow not far from here, and wondered what other packs they might find if they delved a bit deeper into the park. (Turq had the impression that they were only on the outskirts and that there was much more to explore within.)

"Sounds like a plan," Turq agreed. "I say we start first thing in the morning." With a flourish, she was on her feet, black-striped-and-tipped tail twitching in the air. "In the meantime, I'd love to ravish you, Riv," she said huskily, a hungry light entering her turquoise eyes. Oh, yes, she would eat well tonight, and it wouldn't be food LOL I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.