Redhawk Caldera If we're talking body

Although they'd talked about it before, Peregrine felt it was necessary to touch base with @Fox about their, er, extracurricular activities before actively pursuing any relationships outside of their own. Maybe she felt the same as ever, or maybe she would prefer he remain faithful to her now that they had children. Peregrine would respect whatever boundaries Fox set for him. He knew his had changed over time. For instance, he no longer liked the idea of sharing a male lover with her—he liked being the only man in her life—but he would totally be down with it if his lady saw some other ladies on the side.

The recent pack hadn't hadn't gone so well, though Peregrine dug an old deer leg from a cache and carried it to their den for lunch. Dove was visiting, which was perfect. He ducked inside, said hello to the kids, then asked for Fox's sister to keep an eye on the cubs before motioning for his mate to follow him. He plucked up the leg, then trotted down to the lake shore. He didn't want to go too far but he wanted some semblance of privacy. The last person he wanted to overhear this conversation was Dove.

Setting down the meat at her feet, Peregrine licked his mate's cheek and said, "I wanted to talk to you. First, though... have I told you lately that I love you? You're beautiful." Unable to resist the urge to kiss her again, he leaned forward again, pressing the tip of his snout against hers and then sweeping her chin with his tongue.