Moonspear [M] It's all your fault, you called me beautiful

It seemed that lady luck was truly sitting on his shoulder, for it didn't take Charon long to locatie his queen. He followed the borders, but mostly he followed Ame's scent. She was perhaps not in heat, but his mind had been stirred enough by his pervious encounter and all the raw emotion that he had experienced only further fueled his determination. She chuffed to announce presence, and Charon saw it as an invitation as he closed the gaps between them with the same powerful stride as before.

Wordlessly he reached her, noticing the questioning look in her eyes. To answer her silent questions he answered equally silent, with actions rather than words. Charon started to wash the side of Ame's face, not before long turning to nibble the soft fur behind her ears; his favourite spot of Ame.