Shiver

She would chuckle and tease him as her emerald orbs shimmered in the starlight that peaked into the den. She licked his cheek and would look to the stars and even though she knew her mind was playing tricks on her, she swore that she could see the stars dance as her pelt was as dark as the night itself. The only amount of light that emanated off her coat was the light from the moon and stars. Her smile that she had used on him so many times stayed on her maw.

"Well, you're loveable to me," she exclaimed ad her right front paw touched his left paw and she couldn't help but lick his nose in a playful gesture. She loved him. She knew she did and even if he thought he didn't know love, she hoped she had taught him a little about it.