Blacktail Deer Plateau the emerald necklace

I hate this bus driver. He swerves all over the place and gives me motion sickness. >:|

A fortnight was not a particularly long time, but considering he had said "over" a fortnight, that could be anything beyond that. He was placed high in the ranks, but considering Fox had been placed higher, she could not determine his longevity purely based on his place among the others. It seemed to her that Peregrine always treated his lovers well as far as rank went, although she knew it was not the only deciding factor.

Shoulder-to-shoulder, they walked to what he proclaimed was his den, punctuated by an offer. She raised a brow, entertaining the idea. “You and Peregrine,” she began, ignoring his second question for one of her own, “both of you are so…” Fox searched for the right word, but couldn't quite bring herself to say "sex-crazed" or "horny." “hungry.” The tone of her voice implied that she was not speaking of food. No, they hungered for something more primal, more intimate.