Wheeling Gull Isle xxvi. and they're out to kill

He woke with a large yawn, realizing a moment later that his lovely mate was practically squirming at his side, her words making him peer sleepily down at her. An amused smile curved his lips. He wasn't even the slightest bit annoyed that she had woken him; if anything, he was glad to be waking up to her warmth against him, as she uttered her excited request against his fur. 

I would love nothing more, he replied, stretching a little and yawning once more. He was happy to spend time with her, and he would do whatever she wished, especially if it was learning skills that would keep her safe in the event that he wasn't there to protect her.