Honey, I Got Us a Cat.

Iolaire grimaced as he made his suggestion, and she reminded him that he was going to be the one to carry it. Likely the beast weighed hundreds of pounds. ”Your big strong man will bring you home a seal.” He boasted as he puffed out his chest, however much he was bluffing the wolf wanted to bring it back for her. They didn’t talk much about the potential for long as Io’s attention was caught.

Roan felt a protective intuition grow deep in his gut and he followed after the dainty dame cautiously. He felt his hackles raise as the sound of the growl reached him and he prepared right then and there to fight for their lives. He didn’t like how close Iolaire was getting, but nothing happened as she returned to his side and spoke about what she had seen.

”Better for us I suppose.” He wasn’t sure if they should go in after it and just end its misery or what his dear mate wished of him. ”Now what?” He asked, still obviously tense despite her words.