Moonspear crystalline

the man who approached was familiar, and teya stepped a couple of feet closer, a tail wave behind.
"i wanted to come say thank you. bronco is healing. would not have lived without you."
had she ever gotten his name? had she ever given hers? teya felt that his face was kind, and perhaps she had already softened to see it. "i teya, his mate. this ponyboy, one of our sons."