Swiftcurrent Creek Reflektor

Tuwawi couldn't help but let loose a small, wry chuff when his bearish figure so obviously couldn't squeeze into the space she had crafted. More excavation would be underway by dawn to expand, so they might enjoy it together. His electric touch was was proof enough to strengthen Tuwawi's conviction, even if she was unaware of his fondness for sleeping where the sky could see him.

"It is good," Njal replied simply with his lavish accent - it was all that was needed to make her beam. However, her excitement was hushed by a wave of silence. Tuwawi's stomach tightened and her nape visibly bristled as she dipped into a trance spurred by heavy emotions in the air. It was a particular quiet... one she only experienced with her husband; marked by moments of paramount serenity, tenderness, deep connection, and a shared knowing look. Njal's slow breaths eased the nerves, and lulled her into a state of deep content.

He apologized as he shuffled closer, but the words were nearly lost to his wife who was tuned into the languid tempo of his breathing. The chill of his weather touched face felt like fire on her skin as they shifted, jaws besides one another as if they were basking. Tuwawi turned over onto her side as a small sliver of daylight snuck from behind Njal's shoulder, shining into one pale silver eye and betraying the wanton gaze set upon him.