Moonspear is this the death of a bachelor?

Settled! she said decidedly, grinning. She hadn't felt out of line the other day, but she had settled down—something had made her temperamental, and she warned him away from it. Yes indeed, she was all settled now. Hydra's tail waved as she grinned at him, moving to administer a fond nip to his shoulder as she slid past him. Y'hungry? She felt like running a lot, lately. But a hunt sounded great right now.