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Liffey grinned at her mate's comment as she settled snugly into his embrace. She appreciated the invitation to practice her hunting skills on him more often. Considering how much she craved his company at all hours of the day, she was confident that she'd take him up on that as often as she was able. These moments with the two of them stealing away from their packmates and their responsibilities was becoming more and more rare as they both worked harder to contribute to the pack. Moonspear had done a lot for them both, and they were both committed to returning the favor in full, regardless of how uncertain Liffey felt still towards the cerberus.

"Oh, the usual," she answered, "Stalking my mate, checking the areas outside the borders, staring at the sky." Her tail wagged gently. She peeked skyward again moving only her eyes, but found only sterling and porcelain fur - just the way she liked it. "I think it's going to snow soon," she added, excitement in her tone.