Lost Creek Hollow i hope every soda you drink already shaken up

i'll try, returned terance, trying to think of where he might be able to pick up a straggler. so far? no ideas, but he'd do his best. he gave a gentle sigh at her next comment, nodding with a wry smile. i'll remember, i promise, he added, reaching to give her a sharp nudge to the shoulder, i think we'll be okay... even without them, and i'll remember that. it would help, anyway.

and then, as she reached to nuzzle his cheek, terance reached to press his chin to the back of her neck, pulling her into an embrace of sorts. i'll come back in one piece, he murmured in quiet promise, and as fast as i can. 

but he'd need to leave soon -- and as he pulled apart from his mate, he glanced over his shoulder, and then back at her, ears flicking, and shooting her another wry smile. i'll see you in a while?