Moonspear Lights go down

When Floki called her "sweetie," Wildfire glanced up from her impromptu bath time, her amber eyes glowing mirthfully at the endearment. She flashed him a quick grin and said, "Almost decent enough for some quality cuddling," then hastily returned to her grooming, making sure every last bit of gore was removed from her pelt.

Slightly damp but clean and free of any lingering smells, she scooted back toward her beau. "Remind me to move those to a cache before I go to sleep," she murmured, gesturing at the leftovers. "Unless you're still hungry?" she added, brows lifting inquisitively as she sidled up alongside him and slipped to her haunches. She flopped forward onto her belly beside him with a contented sigh.

"So? Did I prove it?" Wildfire murmured into his nearer ear, right before sticking her tongue into it again.