Golden Glade Shadows In The Night

Aspen seemed to have forgotten about her nightmares, and that was good; it was even better that he'd made her happy again. She agreed with his name choice, too - god, he couldn't have picked a better wife for himself. In fact, he told her so with a wink... or a blink, unless she payed attention to the dramatic cant of his head and the coy grin spread across his inky maw.

                       "Not as perfect as you are for me."

Saying it made it all the better - King Alder. Coming from her angelic voice, well, it sealed the deal. He never did nibble more that once or twice - she turned her face into his and he returned the nuzzle, placing a few licks on her crown.