Redhawk Caldera You were lookin' at me [M]

From that point on, everything happened naturally. It was as if they were meant for each other; there was a whole new level of intimacy that Elwood hadn't achieved with Grimm. They settled into a rhythm and...well, they kerflompled.

It was perfect; it was better than Elwood could have ever dreamed. Looking back on it later, he would regret that Finley wasn't his first -- but the past was in the past and there was nothing that could be done to change it. Besides, he still firmly believed that he and Finley wouldn't have come to their senses without Grimm's help. But those thoughts wouldn't cross his mind for quite some time -- presently, he eased himself back; as soon as his forepaws hit the ground, he stepped forward and pressed himself to Finley's side.

Bowing his head, he tucked his crown into the crook of her neck. There were no words that could be said to sum up his feelings for her in that moment; he was overwhelmed and happy and, most of all, in love.