Hideaway Strath [M] When it's over we can say well done

Before too long, the Overseer's massive form appeared through the trees, heading straight for him with some weird level of urgency she hadn't noticed. 

All Nyra knew was that she was rearing to go and stupid decisions were probably to be made from the haste she felt to conceive. 

Seeing his coyote-like form, Nyra looked up in Charles with an obvious inner conflict. 
Would he make a good suitor to her needs? 
Would she regret it later? 

Time to find out. 

"Hello again, dear." Nyra purred, swinging towards him with a warmth in her eyes uncharacteristic to her.