Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

 

His kiss just made her chuckle, watching him as he took to playing in the muck and mire. While Catori wasn't exactly prissy she also wasn't as keen as Grey to dive into the muck, instead watching him as he rolled and played like a child. She laughed and stepped back, giving him the moment as she took stock of a few of the feathers and gathered the ones she thought were the prettiest. Maybe the next time she ran into him she would get something impressive to give his kids; maybe she could find a pretty conch shell. 

She took a seat, tail wagging behind her before she reached out to nudge his rump, laughing merrily. "You're going to have to rinse off before you go home; those kids won't be able to recognize you like this." She teased with a little grin.