Silver Creek Chestnuts roasting on an open fire [m]

He smirked at her teasing, pretending to be surprised by her words. "Oh! Yes, of course. You too, they'll be beautiful because of you too, of course, right." He pretended to glance away nervous, clearing his throat but finally dropped his act with a grin and place a sloppy lick on the side of her face with a laugh. 

"They'll be the most gorgeous children, and certainly because of you. We'll have our hands full though, whenever we do have children. Between your looks and my charm..." He sucked a breath through his teeth and shook his head. "They'll have us and anyone else wrapped around their tails for better or worse." She promised to never leave his side and he smiled again, nuzzling her softly once more as his tail waved behind him.

A voice in the back of his head whispered that something would have to go wrong, that there would be a tragedy like last time. A betrayal, a death. Something. But he shoved that voice deep down, away from this moment. Her scent still surround them and he reached out with a playful growl to paw at her shoulder. With little warning he leapt away, play-bowing at the entrance to their little shelter. He gave a challenging woof from deep within his chest, inviting her to leave the place with him. Inviting her to play and chase and wrestle in the snow. The undertones of the invitation hung clearly in the air, for surely once the challenge was answered and the games had been had they would couple again.

He slapped the ground with large paws again and then shot out from under the boughs, sending a spray of snow behind him where he raced into the snow.

Fade with you?