Golden Glade Hit me with your best shot

She felt the absence of heat before she saw him in her peripherals. Rolling gently to view him pad towards the caribou, she chuffed ever so lightly. It was a way for her to ask him not to leave without begging at his paws.

He dragged his prize back over to her, splaying the hide gently over her. She managed a wry grin, "Why thank you, but I think I prefer something a little more...golden." She floated a gentle paw across his expansive chest, meeting his gazewith a hunger that shocked even her. If only I wasn't so damn weak right now. 

she did not know if she was allowed to take a mate with her pack, but she knew they would welcome him as a member. "Jhala requires a spar before anyone joins...I think you have that covered and more." She could not help but shift her gaze to where the pelt covered her wound. She quickly pulled it back to meet his eyes. "I could..take you to them, an escort persay, and ask them to let you join us." Her words poured from her mouth like honey. He acually wants me. 

He seemed timid, and she wondered if he perhaps did not want to be in a pack. Yet, it seemed he wanted to stay with her bad enough to join. "Please stay with me.." she found her words came out vulnerable, displaying what lay within her sunset eyes.

She then faltered, exhaling a small laugh before a painful wince invaded it. She could not believe that she did not know an important part about him. With humor sparkling in her eyed, she mummered, "I do not know your name."