Heron Lake Plateau Troy, this is Midsomer

Sounds great! Last one from me. A bit short because phone post. ^_^ Also, that gif made me giggle!

She too was exhausted in nearly every imaginable way, and in the afterglow of their shared passion she felt her eyelids growing heavy. She could sleep right here beside him and die the happiest girl in the world. It didn’t matter that she barely knew him. Nature had no time for lengthy courtships and the exchanging of pleasantries. What had happened was primordial, inevitable beyond anything either of them could control. And Redhawks were known for doing things their own way anyway. Soon there would be a choice to make: stay together and become a mated pair, or go their separate ways and allow things to return to the way they had been.

Raven didn’t much care for that latter option, but she had no energy for decision-making tonight. To his words, she smiled and licked his chin, her own tail brushing the ground behind her. ”I’d like that,” she replied softly, her voice a muzzy croon as sleepiness weighted her words. ”Stay with me.”