Cedar Sweep Take you like a drug

She had followed her husband's scent past the borders out of innocent curiosity. She wondered what he could be doing out here, and if he might be up to something fun. Or maybe he had run into trouble and needed her help. Regardless, she tracked him through the snow, her gaze searching for his colors against the bright white. She had been holed up in their den with him for days, not that she had minded at all; the opposite, actually. She found it difficult to be separated now.

At some point, she scented Nyra and that other healer—the one she wasn't too sure about yet, and her mood soured a bit. They wouldn't keep her away, though. It would just make her grumpy instead of playful. 

But when she finally arrived, it was to find Ky atop of some man she had never seen before, and they were clearly not fighting. She raised her eyebrow and took a seat. You get to have all the fun, she told him, a playful pout on her face. She wondered who this stranger was and how he knew her husband. Most importantly, she wondered about the nature of their relationship. Ky seemed to have many lovers, not that she minded, but he could at least share some of them.