Swiftcurrent Creek Fresh cut grass, one cold beer

It was his voice behind her that made her stop, but it was pride that made her turn. Somewhere between coming to Swiftcurrent and becoming its Beta, Jinx had lost sight of Ira's growth and development. She had never expected him to continue stalking others, so she had never expected him to become so good at it. But there he stood, tall and proud in his own right, growing handsomely into himself... And he had snuck up on her, or at least that's what she thought.

"You are becoming a fine headhunter, princeling," she complimented him, gesturing for him to join her, unless he chose to stay standing there. If that was the case, she would stay as well. "Where I come from, headhunting was a grand sport. To sneak into a rival's home unseen and place a hex upon them... Ah, I miss it." She gave him a wry smile, but it failed to touch her eyes, suggesting she still hadn't fully recovered from her miscarriage and was troubled even now.

For the time being, she put aside any announcement of intent, and reached out to nip affectionately at his scruff. "Did you come here just to test your skills on me?" Jinx wondered, suspecting it was something like that. The depth of Ira's possessiveness was unknown to her, but not unexpected... After all, Jinx was possessive of Lecter in the exact same way, though their coupling months ago had altered that feeling significantly.