Tinker and Warren ate the breakfast the Warren cooked for them, picnic style in the doorway of their new home. The wind was blowing a little too hard from the North bring some cool winds and kicking up the sand. Tinker closed her eyes and savored the  eggs that had been fried, over easy in bacon grease.<br/><br/>"Yummmm, I have never had eggs that tasted like this before. and I really like meat cooked like this.  I imagine that sometimes I will crave fresh meat that has been just taken down when I'm in wolf but, I like this an awful lot."<br/><br/>Tinker rose up on her knees and knee walked to Warren, throwing her arms around him, She kissed him, licking the grape jelly from his lips with a giggle.<br/><br/>"Is there any end of the delights that you have to show me?"