Redsand Canyon Whack fall the daddy-o.

She watched approvingly as Maxim devoured the rat. Guess we’re married now, Towhee declared to the room at large, laughing under her breath at the total absurdity that was her entire life, really.

He unabashedly flung himself down beside her. Towhee blinked, then relaxed into the envelope of his body heat and scent. Dude smelled nice. Reminding herself that they were mates now, she suppressed the hesitation she felt and thrust her snout right into his ruff, inhaling deeply.

She felt the telltale rumble and pulled back in time to catch his words. I’ll allow it, Towhee replied, then went back to sniffing him, explaining, I like your musk.