Rivin had planned a day for them and Calico Jack excitedly waits for the summons. He had taken the time to bathe and straighten his fur but the salty brine of the seawater still hangs onto his coat. Idly he wonders if the scent has simply just become a part of him. Waiting in Fern Gulley, the young man had painstakingly plucked a little bouquet of different colored to present to his special lady. Smoothing down some errant fur, the young man hears her summons and he eagerly moves to meet her.
The wonderful smell of cooked fish greets his nose even before he spies the picnic and soon, he trots into view with the bundle of tulips gently clutched in his maw where he joins Rivin. Lowering the flowers to lay them by her paws, Jack then reaches up to catch her lips with his own. A gentle rumble of happiness vibrates his lips and, when he pulls away, a huge grin splits his maw. Backing away slightly, he allows his icy gaze to sweep the set up and he proudly says, “Wow! This all looks so amazing!”
Settling in with her, Jack leans into her side and pulls his portion to him, picking up a small piece, Jack asks, “So, how has my Little Flame been fairing?” With that, he pops the piece of meat into his mouth and makes yummy sounds, his eyes fluttering at the exquisiteness of the fish. Until now, Jack had not realized what an amazing cook Rivin is. Wiggling happily, he picks up another piece and readies to eat it while listening to how his girlfriend has been doing.
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