Coconut Grove sitting in the back seat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last

The static between them was not ignored. He could feel it lighting up his veins with life, with warmth and electricity that prickled at his skin. Enjoying the sensation he didn't mind being swallowed up by the silence and only bathing in the sunset and Tundra's presence. It felt right. Like he belonged right here and nowhere else.

As she spoke his name in such a sweet sound, his fur stood on end, the static illuminating him as his eye focused on her with his full attention. Tundra. He could taste her name on his tongue, sweet, delicate and powerful just as she was. He could feel her fire from here, illuminated by the light of the setting sun she glowed in his eye even with the fading light. 

Feeling the pull between them growing stronger as the tides themselves, pulling him to move closer and press against her. This was different than the feeling he felt toward Vespera or Rosalyn, it felt right, natural, powerful and beyond duty - it was desire, more so than just carnal. There was no strings being pulled by the perfumes of spring that brought individuals into courtship. They were beyond that. 

Testing the waters of their boundaries, he attempted to preen her in those hard to reach places. Behind the ear, upper neck... scruff.