//he’s hunched over, shoulders shaking as if he was taking deep breaths though she knew that wasn’t true. Taiga reaches a hand up to his chin and swipes away the blood she’d spilled around his face, stuffing his fingers in his mouth to lick the digits clean with a feral desperation.
Mar sets the flask down and tangles her fingers of one hand in the short hair on the back of his head, pulling him forward to press their foreheads together.
“I missed you” her voice is sincere and it looks like he tries to respond but only manages to gnash his teeth together, Mar smiles “…don’t stress yourself we can talk once we’ve hunted, yeah?” There’s another clicking of fangs but then
“Hunt” he speaks, it’s rough and gargled but the message is clear.
“Ha! Yeah let’s hunt!”
“Hunt, hunt, Hunt!”
With that she pulls him to his feet and out into the moonlight. She’d scented a herd just east of here.