Sunspire Mountains Eptesicus

The other rose and Tonravik watched her quietly for a moment. Seconds afterward, Echelon had turned toward her and approached. Tonravik stiffened for a moment, but when it was clear her subordinate would not bump into her, she eased. The alpha female circled Echelon tightly, truly glad for her presence, her survival. What she would have done without her aokkatti she was not sure; the woman was a half to a whole.

As the messy nose of Echelon rubbed beneath her chin, Tonravik moved to press her own face roughly into the forehead of the inky subordinate. Her own tail moved arcs similar to Echelon's, swooping mightily and sending gusts of air backward. The alpha knew she would not be seeing Echelon for a while due to being on den rest, but she had no doubts all would be well despite that.