Redtail Rise But She’s Always a Woman to Me.

her reward was a full-body shiver, a shutting of his eyes, a surprised, low sound that stuttered in his throat. it was nice, as much for the closeness as it was for her, for lilia.
she smelled like relic but he pushed that away; they all smelled like each other, what with the eternal hunting and path-crossing and marking.
soon he'd come back tangled with other scents, other stories for her to read.
for now ancelin licked her forehead, unable to keep a wide smile from slipping over his face.