Bramblepoint So[m]eone under stress meets someone looking pretty

If he would stay in the Caldera, he didn't know. He liked his home, Peregrine the most, but he was just not sure if he belonged. They all knew each other so well, it was as if he was invading their privacy. But, he guessed that was the same in every new pack he joined. He looked at her when she moved closer, "purring" softly at her acts of affection before placing his own kiss on her cheek, if she had not turned away yet. Vaermina then left, her behind now not an invitation for him but a goodbye.

He let out a sigh and after some staring turned and retreated to the Caldera. There, he washed himself under the light of the moon before returning to his self-made den where the smell of herbs, dried and fresh, made him feel at home again. If he would ever forget this night, his first time, he'd be dead.