Bearclaw Valley Friday Night I Crashed Your Party

ancelin growled softly as ameline came near, his ears pinned back as he sought the edge of her jawline with a lick. he hadn't even resisted falling into a familiar routine, and realized it had been necessary all along — on his own terms.
a small part of ancelin wondered if avicus would come after them, but other than that, he kept the rise far from his mind. hopefully they'd found the fuckin peace they wanted.
her words warmed his cheeks. "yeah? we'll be pretty experienced by the time that comes around. i mean, you already are. more than me," he added, thinking of how she'd put herself right in front of the pups and fed them quickly.