Apparently lightning can strike twice

Satira had been so close to drifting off into a little nap as she relaxed, practically weightless and suspended by the steamy water of the natural hot springs. Everything was calm, tranquil, peaceful... Even the aggravating clenching and gnawing need inside of her was starting to gradually fade away. That is, it had been until she heard someone call her name. A familiar sounding someone call her name. Pale blue eyes snapped open in an instant, and the wolf-dog quickly spun around to right herself in the water with a splash. She gazed up at the towering red and black form of Cináed looming over her from the edge of the pool of hot water, grinning down at her with that dopey crooked smile of his. For a moment, Tira just stared up at him, dumbstruck by his appearance. But while her brain struggled to catch up to reality, her body was already making its cravings known again while her gaze roamed entirely involuntarily over his broad chest, his chiseled features...

"Ciná..." she replied back after she'd gotten her wits about her again, swallowing thickly past the lump that was forming in her dry throat. "What are you doing all the way up here?" She knew his pack resided down in Auster. What could have compelled the wolf to traverse an entire continent just to wind up here? Her eyes followed his movements while he dipped a couple of toes into the hot water and commented on how good the heat felt—then added in a lecherous little remark about how good she felt. Yep, there went that ravenous need again making her belly ache. Tira bit her lip subtly, tiny speckled paws rising from the water to rest on the edge of the pool while she floated there, just gazing up into his sulfuric yellow eyes.

"I suppose that's the highest form of flattery coming from you," she quipped back, doing her best not to let it show just how much his presence alone was exacerbating the war within herself between instincts and self-control. "Is that why you're up in Boreas, miles away from your pack? To try and get lucky with me again? What, none of the other ladies down south fawning over your 'charms'? Or are you looking for a checkup on your tail?" She tilted her head to the side to peer past his hips to his back end, totally not checking out his ass while she observed the tail still hanging where it should be. "I see it's still attached, which means I can officially say 'you're welcome' now."

"Satira"