Redtail Rise worn out your welcome

Morning found Saena tucked into the hollow of a tree, where she dozed with rather dirty thoughts running through her head. Since running away with Reek to the Emberwood, she couldn't seem to keep them away. The memory was so vivid sometimes that she could almost feel his arms around her, his breath on the back of her...

Okay, time to stop that train of thought. The alpha, feeling warmer all of a sudden, blinked awake and pulled herself free of the tree, lest she stay there all morning daydreaming. She stretched, shook out her fur, and shook her head to try to clear it. She meant to go on a patrol, but ten minutes in her mind was wandering again (it was like an addiction), and that was when the alpha realized she needed something else to take her mind off her impromptu lover.

So she began searching for Arion, whom she hadn't sparred with in a long while. They meant to train together, he as warrior and she as warden, but with all the turmoil, they hadn't had an opportunity. So she set out at a brisk trot across the territory, spending the majority of her search in the heart of their claim searching for him. When she finally found him, it was on the borders looking out.

Saena couldn't read him from so far away, so as she approached, her voice was jovial when she called, "Arion! Hey, Arion!" Any lingering bad feelings about his poppy addiction were long gone. In fact, she'd never really had them in the first place. Reek certainly had—damnit, now she was thinking about him again—but Saena herself barely understood the addiction (she was starting to get it now). Shaking her head with a muted growl, the alpha drew nearer, but faltered when she sensed his tension. He was standing eerily still, too.

"Arion?" she queried as she padded up to him, pausing just behind him in case he didn't want her company at all.