â€œOver my heart will be good.â€ He says. And then he nods, â€œI suppose I should go hunting.â€ He says. â€œIâ€™ll be right back.â€ he adds as he turns around and goes into the other direction. The only reason he was agreeing to the tattoo is because it didnâ€™t involve needles. Since he had to go hunting more often, the deer population the mountain was of course declining at a steady rate. But instead of hunting a deer, he went after one of the mountainâ€™s predatory animals. After getting his fill, he then returns to Stella. â€œWellâ€¦letâ€™s just get this done and over with.â€ He says as he follows after Stella. He follows her to where ever he was supposed to get his tattoo done. The whole time that Dagger sat there getting the tattoo, he seemed relaxed, but he looked away from it. Once the tattooing was done, he and Stella were of course walking. The area that had gotten inked was still a little sore, but that would go away in a few hours. They of course were now just spending time with each other. Dagger was sitting next to Stella, who was laying on her clump of furs.<br/><br/>Dagger looks at her, as if he was going to say something. He was going to say what was on his mind, which was that he wasnâ€™t going to be a good father, but he decided to keep his mouth shut. He didnâ€™t want to end up getting into a fight with his mate. He lets out a contented sigh as he just looks at her. The next thing he knew is Stella let out an animalistic-like growl and pounced on him. Of course this took him by surprise, his guard was down and she could see it on his face. Stella was now sitting on his midsection and he tried to fight, tried not to give in. She then began to kiss him fiercely and began to undo his pants, of course he was now slowly giving in, even though he tried to fight it.