Ankyra Sound he was always in the fields, working on his flying

Ingram always played along when it came to teasing and joking, so she fully expected him to respond with his usual mischief. He swung toward her until his face was all up in her own and Nyx beamed right back. Without hesitation, she parted her jaws wide and practically inhaled his entire snout. Holding him there for a moment, the golden agouti released and drew back - flicking her tongue over her lips to break the string of drool that clung to his nose.

Okay, so it wasn't quite the kiss she offered, but surely Ingram knew her well enough to expect it. She pretended to spit at the ground before before fixing her dark pack-mate with a pointed stare, ears thrust back as a storm brewed in her fierce eyes. "You taste like shit," she said, her serious tone pointless as the toothy, amused grin on her muzzle betrayed her feigned frustration. "You been rolling in it? Is that your morning beauty regime?"