Peggerty loved the scent of the ocean it was in her blood, it sang to her, it punished her, it was as much a parent to her as her own flesh and blood. She breathed in that scent and Craig almost felt it as her skin began to tingle and a larger smile passed over her face. Even more so when her mate pulled her closer, damn but he knew just the way to catch a wolf, he had the honey covered trap.<br/><br/>The kiss only added to the moment which was so suddenly spoiled by the wonderful gifts from her boys. She of course could not chastise them, after all they were mearly hunting for the pack in a place that had no rabbits to chase. They were paying respects to their new alpha. Even if they slightly stinking respects. Still she picked up a half eaten burger and took a bite before tossing it back to Freddie and Enach. It was not like she had a weak constitution. The irraka was about to suggest the Craig take a bite of the fare when she felt the kiss and heard the words.<br/><br/>Luckily Peggerty was no gibbous moon and though passionate, the irraka know well the need for shadows and stealth.  She didn’t even tense at the comment, but let the magus do his work. Unfortunately she was not born of the crescent moon and had no eyes unto the hisil save if she passed through completely. Still all the woman’s senses were alert,  she was ready to protect that which she loved, continuing to nuzzle into his neck but trying not to distract him too much.<br/>