Moonspear Happy call

After exchanging two dozen licks and nuzzles, Wildfire ceased and desisted, relaxing over the slope of his breastbone. She felt warm, fuzzy and content. She hoped Floki felt the same way. A glance at his face gave her her answer. He was glowing. Well, it had been a big day for him. From single puppy to taken Beta—what a jump start to his adult life!

Like him, she was just happy that they had declared themselves and didn't feel any pressing need to continue "the talk" at this very moment. However, she belatedly realized Floki had never answered her question. Wildfire angled her snout from where it had come to rest in the crook of his foreleg to peek up at his chin, brows knitted but a bemused smile tugging at her lips.

"But... seriously." She sat up just the tiniest bit so she could catch his eye. "Charon?"