Golden Glade H&M

the scent of the bear must have been down-wind, leaving jhala ignorant to both it and tambourine's leaving. she kept her gaze forward, even as reek settled beside her, but her dark tail tip-tapped against the grassy earth below them. "yeah," she responded with a small smile, "reminds me of the grotto... but like, ya know, in the fall." the grotto had been more green, and though she missed the green she didn't mind the gold. after a few moments, the mother lowered herself to her stomach and leaned over to nose her mate. "you think we're gonna be good here?" she asked him, her nose lingering in the hollow of his cheek. it held itself there for a moment before retreating, so she could better see his face. a smile traced her lips, more mischievous than it was a moment before. "no more surprise religions taking over our home?"