Sunspire Mountains drinks 'em like flesh smoothies

Her expression shifted. She feinted inward, leaving just enough time for Iqniq to react and dodge her attack. He knew it was playful by the words that followed, leaving him to a light laugh as he shifted his footing then pressed his shoulder up against her own in a friendly shove. "Bet your ass I would be. I'm the only one who laughs at your bad jokes." And her crassness. And her gruffness. And a shit ton of other things that made Nanuk, Nanuk. Some days? He still felt Kroc suited her a hell of a lot better.

"Careful what you wish for..." he teased, flashing fang as he went for one of her ears. He tugged on it for a second before the conversation got a little more serious, or rather, fairly fucking serious. The whole aokkatti thing was a tall order for any wolf and a huge commitment. If he were to ever find a wolf to share something like that with, they'd have to be something pretty damn special.

Nanuk's question raised. There was a curious look to her that held a touch of mischief and wonder to it. The expression wasn't something he was used to seeing on her face. It was thoughtful; pensive. Those were both things he seldom saw on her, but now that she asked, he decided he might as well come clean. Iqniq bounded away before plopping down on the ground. He lifted a hind paw to scratch at his ear as he replied. "Nothing. Just trying to decide if I wanna be stuck with you forever."