Catching Up

Gideon cleared his throat and looked at his golden eyed cousin, "It's good to see you," he let a light chuckle rumble in his throat before shaking out his pelt and relaxing. It had been quite awhile, hadn't it? Inky lips gave a good smile and he shrugged his shoulders, "Hasn't been much to hear about me, Themisto. I've been a bit busy, lately I suppose. How've you been? Any women in your life?" women, plural, yes. Perhaps his cousin hadn't abandoned their ways, like Gideon himself had, and had continued to rack himself up a natural, high, number of wives. It would, naturally, be something to be proud of.