Found You

Jakart lay beside Callisto, sides heaving with the exertion of him and his once mate's activities and the more active role he played. The whisper of worry Callisto had given at the beginning had be needless, and it was with but a tender and consideration filled passing of time being intimate between the two wolves. His eyes skewed to look at her, the healer’s heat scent suppressed for now. How long until she was with need again? A murmur left him, a lick ventured on the female's cheek as he eventually calmed himself. Had she taken anything like last season? Would there be offspring? Pups to bring to his sisters in Donostrea. Anais would certainly be excited at the prospect of more babies to play with like Nako's litter. Jakart shifted a bit so that the fur of his side mingled with Callisto's, waiting for his once mate to speak when she deemed the pair to be no longer swallowed by the silence.