I could use someone like you

Scimitar would have laughed in Reek's face if he knew he had described his wife as 'super chill'. Bazi did not wear that face around her mate, who spent much of his time walking on eggshells around his volatile beloved.

The woman in question was on her way out when the howl sounded nearby. She stopped, ears cupping forward to catch it, and spent very little time considering the intentions of the source before trotting in its direction. She was a bored mother, and would have spent the day playing pretend anyway.

Bazi recognized both wolves at her door. Reek, the plain-faced wolf that let her play agony aunt, and Saena, the young Alpha-to-be. The mountain leader's brain put two and two together, and she approached the pair with a subtly raised tail and a curious look on her face.

"To what do I owe this pleasure? Reek, and.. Saena," Yes, that was her name. Bazi's eyes bounced from the tips of the girl's russet ears to her white toes. Still beautiful.