Lost Creek Hollow If you've changed your mind

"good," terance echoed, moving to nudge her cheek swiftly before she bent down to eat. and when she'd taken her choice win badger, he did the same, going for a fattier portion... because terance was rather bulky as is, and no one would notice a little extra meat on his bones. as if wolves even thought of that. 

perhaps now they could eat in peace, albeit with maybe a little bit of an awkward silence. terance wouldn't feel so much awkward as he would frustrated, but he would do his best to tone it down for treason's sake. after all, he knew she had some... possessive tendencies, why wouldn't it carry over to him and their children? obviously they would take precedent before a child that treason didn't even know all that well... but, oh well. terance would hold the grudge, but he'd pretend to move on.