Tinker loved Warren’s purr. The rumble vibrated into her body, soothing her. She closed her eyes and let the sensations run through her rib cage. His tongue was scratchy, quite unlike her soft, velvety tongue but how good it felt to have someone grooming her. She was lulled by the washing,the caresses, and she hoped that they could be like this for always.<br/><br/>Finding a mate was wonderful and she realized it was more than just having a friend, or even a pack. There was something, akin to being joined, skin to skin. They already spoke in pack speak. They already were perfecting their tandem hunting techniques. It was something more, as if, as if… Tinker just could quite put words to it.<br/><br/>The sun shone down on them and it felt good after the few days of cold weather and storms. She felt as if nothing could every disturb her again. Warren make her life complete and she was safe with him. She shifted to he could groom the top of her head.<br/><br/>" I love how you always know the answers. I have so many questions and you always are ready with the solutions or the history of why something is as it is. Warren, you are amazing."