Firestone Hot Springs Memories Fade

He smiled when she called him a fool, then hiked a leg into the air to toss around her shoulder as she threw herself at him. He pulled her against him in a wolfish hug. "It's so good to see you," he purled in her ear, burying his own nose in the satin black fur of her neck. Peregrine held her for a moment, then gently extricated himself from the embrace if only to look into her face again. "You look great, Willow. Motherhood treating you well?"

He plopped on his haunches, his ears cupping forward so that he looked like the picture of an invested listener, which of course he was. Peregrine wanted to hear all about her life, particularly where it concerned Lasher and their pups. He would update her too, in time, but first it was her turn.