Phoenix Maplewood Lost in skies of powdered gold

She laughed; the usual response. But, despite how humdrum and normal such a reaction was, the nuance was never lost on Reek. Knowing that he had brought a smile to his mate's face, he soon reciprocated in the same fashion: with a large, childish grin.  The giggles were infectious, and his smile soon morphed into a wheezing laugh. The reason for which, Reek didn't know— it just felt natural at the time.

Composing himself, he pressed his nose to the trail Saena had found and inhaled deeply.  The scent was vaguely unfamiliar and Reek had to rack his brain to discern exactly what their prey was.  Instead of asking, he was determined to piece the puzzle together itself. After some thought, it eventually clicked that it was porcupine.  Reek's eyes went wide.  "Porcupine?" he asked incredulously. "Are you trying to kill me woman?" It would be a challenge no doubt, but his wife's next words nearly made him forget about the hunt entirely.

hot and bothered.

That was one way to describe it. She drove him mad, (but, in the good way, of course). Briefly, he closed his eyes and thought back to their latest rendezvous, as it was the most recent in his mind. Fresh and easily replayed in detail. He froze, stared at his mate, and lifted a brow. "Fuck the porcupine," he said with a cockeyed grin. "I mean, you know... not fuck the porcupine, that— Ow. I've missed you, let's have some fun"