Sleeping Dragon Quit this city

Hope it's cool to fade here! Let's have another soon. :D

Freyja didn't need to be told twice; she began gobbling the rabbit ravenously. Wildfire smiled fondly at her, the petty jealousy of the past half hour momentarily having ebbed away. She hoped it wouldn't return, though she had a sneaking suspicion that she hadn't seen the last of it. She swallowed thickly, gazing off into the distance, ears flicking ever so slightly in response to the noises the younger wolf made as she fed. She had heard hormones could be tricky, so she must prepare herself for the changes in mood and temperament that might come along with sexual maturity.

The Feisripa's voice drew her attention back to her. "Yep," she concurred, agreeing upon Freyja's choice of hunting grounds. "I'm ready too," she added. As if to prove that she could consciously overcome her insecurities, Wildfire cheekily said, "Lead the way," and then fell into step behind the young hunter.