Swiftcurrent Creek the aftermath

She coaxed him—beckoning him to her, but the man simply looked over his shoulder, mid-sweep of continuing her previous ministrations of digging a den, smirking as his eyes roved her. He chuffed softly, a gentle wink given before turning his attention back to his work—he would fatten her up for the pups, not allowing his mind to consider quite what he felt as he allowed instinct to take motion.

The discussion they should have still lingering in the air—and yet thoroughly ignored by the Mayfair, determined for the moment to simply be led by Jakoul and what she needed from him and the creek for this moment.