Set fire to the rain

She knew precisely where he was looking as she swayed to the kill, and swapped a grin with Spice as they snared in their latest conquest. When her head tilted questioningly back towards him, he offered up his name. “Rûga” She murmured back, letting the name roll off her tongue as soft as butter.

He had returned to his kill when she had, putting him close to her. Brushing past her, just close enough for his thick red coat to touch her starlit one. When he began to move away, she took a step, closing the gap between them. She was utterly mindless of personal space. She tapped her nose under his chin, grinning at the taller wolf. She liked all sizes, but today she was glad to find a man she could curl herself into. “I can see you know how to feed a lady.” She complimented him, and stepped away again, letting cold air fill the space between them. Letting him move away to settle on the grass with his chosen morsel.

“I’m Keetie, and this is Spice” She flicked an ear towards her kit, before leaning down and taking a piece of the deer for herself. She settled on the ground beside the kill, and rested her own piece between her paws. Mirroring his stance.

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