Nova Peak I want to belong.

But the waddling madame of Nova Peak wasn't done with Tryphon just yet. His vulnerability drew her in, unearthing maternal instincts in the young mother-to-be that she would be in dire need of when her own pups exited in a wash of blood and agony. She excused herself from Tryphon's side to pee, eat, and coax a logistically awkward quickie out of her mate. Refreshed and flooded with the brand of hormone that made her insides feel warm, she sought him out for a second time.


"Sleeping on the job?" she jested upon spotting the gently dozing newcomer, shamelessly defiling Tryphon's personal space by reaching her neck across the invisible line to nip at his rump. "I have a job for you."