FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"Man, it's warm out...too warm for my tastes," Lyka murmured to herself as they blazed off trail. She growled and shoved her backpack off her shoulder, jamming her hiking stick in the soft ground. She then took off her jacket, now only would wearing her purple diamond t-shirt and jeans. "Still with me, Dena?"

The wolverine tried to catch up to Lyka as quick as she could. With how much she's been outdoors due to her job and living in a warmer area, she had a hard time keeping up with the wolf-fox. She too noticed how warm it is right now, especially since she had much more natural fat and thicker fur than Lyka. Still, she couldn't blame Lyka for complaining; after all, she was a hybrid of two, arctic species.

When she finally caught up to the canine, she leaned against her hiking stick and panted. "Barely..." She took a moment to catch her breath. "Just not used to being this active while it's so...hot."

"I thought you said you were a photographer for the Smithsonian?" She asked as she stuffed her jacket in her backpack. "Don't they send you off wherever they want you to get rare, quality photos?"

Dena nodded. "Though only colder climates, such as here or way down near the Southern tip of South America, for example. Depending on your species natural climate, depends where they can send you for a gig. It's primarily for safety reasons, honestly."

"Ah okay. Though I suppose you didn't expect it to get this warm this far North around this time of year, right?"

Dena held up a finger and made sure her hiking stick wouldn't fall over. She then shoved off her backpack and then her jacket as well. "Fuckin' climate change," she muttered irritably, stuffing her jacket in her backpack too. She now only wore her jeans and plaid shirt. "Sorry, just...ugh, couldn't take wearing that thing anymore."

"I understand," Lyka replied with a slight chuckle. "You ready to continue? I promise I'll try to go slow for ya in case you need to stop."

Dena stretched her back a little, hearing a soft *pop* as she did so. "Yep!" She exclaimed as she shouldered her pack again and grabbed her hiking stick. "Lead the way, oh humble guide."

Lyka chuckled and shouldered her back as well. She pulled out her stick from the ground and motioned for Dena to follow. "Let me know if you need a break or want to stop for photos, alright?"

Dena nodded as she followed the wolf-fox. As her hiking stick kept her balanced in one paw, the other held on to her camera in the other.

For the most part, the path Lyka took them on was flat, meandering through the coniferous forest. They tread carefully across any remaining patches of snow, hoping no ice hid underneath. Of course, there were a few instances where Dena wanted to make a photo stop. When they did, she tried all kinds of shots and techniques: macro shots, micro shots, panoramas, portraits. There was one instance where the wolverine hung off a tree by her legs to get a close-up of a Grey-Cheeked Thrush. Another instance was when Dena noticed a Gyrfalcon perched high above them, but she got so excited she almost scared it off.

Lyka giggled whenever Dena had to make one of these stops. As they traveled, she came to enjoy seeing the wolverine get excited over potential photo ops. Not once did she mind waiting as long as they needed for Dena to get that perfect shot. While this may be a work-related trip for both of them, she wanted Dena to enjoy herself a little. And when they first met, despite the two of them being on the older side, Dena radiated a youthful, almost innocent energy to her.

And anytime Dena bent over or her rump was right in her view, Lyka couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight. She didn't mind that Dena wasn't a petite woman, mainly due to her species' natural insulation, but she wasn't big either. The wolverine seemed to have a healthy figure to her. Still, she tended to favor the innocent ones: the ones who appear to have had little to no experience with another woman.

And Dena sure as hell looked like one of those women.

Though the sun was still high in the sky, they figured it was about mid to late afternoon. Lyka pointed at a nearby outcropping of rocks near the base of a mountain. "Let's rest hear for a spell," she said when she noticed Dena, "You look tired."

Dena kept to her slower pace but managed to catch up with the wolf-fox. She rubbed her thighs a bit and panted. "Yeah...oh wow, I don't remember the last time I was...that active getting photos for a gig," she groaned.

"You mean hanging off trees in the most unnatural way possible? Or going on your stomach or bending your back so far, you're looking straight up? Or stretching your body across--"

"I get it, I get it," Dena interrupted, holding up a paw. "That's not entirely normal for me to do on the job, but I've never had to do crazy stuff like that for nigh every shot." She held the small of her back as she sat on the nearest boulder she could find. "Fuck, I'm sore all over..."

They took off their packs and set them on the ground, along with their hiking sticks. Dena took this time to review the photos she took during their journey so far, while Lyka stretched her arms and back as she scanned the area.

She also took a moment to admire Dena; as she did so, she began to feel...something inside her. That moment when they first met at the library in Ft. Simpson, Lyka didn't have much of a chance to look her over like she could now.

Except for her eyes.

Those beautiful, brown eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. She could've sworn Dena was younger when they first met because of her youthful personality. But as they met more often before their journey, she was surprised to find they're both around the same age.

If there was any time she should make a move, it was now. She hoped Dena being from the city meant she was friendly, or at least tolerant, towards LGBT persons like herself.

Dena jerked her head up as she detected an odd scent in the air. "You smell something, Lyka?"

She snuffled as well and pawed at her muzzle. "Damn pheromones..." "U-Uh no, not...not really. Why do you ask?"

She shrugged. "Could've sworn I smelled something...off, you know? I figured you'd detect it right away being a...well, a wolf and a fox mix."

Lyka could feel her cheeks warm and her loins feeling funny.

"Hey! You wanna help me review the rest of my photos with me? I'd love to have a second pair of eyes!"

"Oh yeah! Sure!" Her tail wagged as she approached, kneeling down next to Dena. She tried to ignore her excitement so she could focus on the moment, hoping Dena wouldn't notice anything with how much closer they are now.

Dena clicked through the photos slowly so Lyka could get a good look as well. She got used to flipping through them one after the other, as she could tell which ones might work and which ones were junk or duplicate shots. Of course, she was also used to being on a time crunch when out in the field. However, this time she was more than happy to slow down for the wolf-fox. It was rare for her to have someone else other than her editor or coworkers review photos with her. Even though they haven't known each other for long, Dena trusted Lyka had a keen eye for detail.

They looked through the photos, commenting on the details and laughing together as Dena explained some of her more 'artistic' shots. But as they did so, Dena scrunched her nose again and eyed Lyka.

"I'm...not sure if it's just me but...you smell...really good, Lyka," she commented as she felt her cheeks warm.

Lyka chuckled nervously, brushing aside her bangs. "Um, thanks?"

"No problem." Dena rolled her shoulders and held her back again. "Ack, that smarts."

"You want me to give you a massage?" She asked, rubbing a paw against Dena's back.

"If you're good at those, go for it."

Lyka smiled and stood up, crouching behind Dena and kneading her fingers along those sore muscles. They felt tense, sure, but also taught and strong, making her feel more flustered and aroused.

Dena closed her eyes on instinct for a moment as she felt the tension and soreness leave her, making her feel more and more relaxed. She adjusted herself whenever Lyka began to massage another area of her back. Her breath slowed and quieted, almost in a controlled way. The sounds of the breeze and critters around them only amplified this sensation. In this moment, she felt closer to Lyka. In this moment, the wolf-fox became more than just a wilderness guide and an acquaintance to Dena. She wasn't sure what that connection was, exactly, but she knew she'd discover that during this trip.

The wolf-fox leaned in closer to Dena's ear, her voice a bit shaky from this nervous excitement she felt. "You have some nice definition back here. Do you work out at all?"

"U-Um, little bit when I can," she replied. Her voice became shaky too. "Of course, my job tends to keep me in shape too, as you probably know by now, haha."

She giggled and smiled. "You enjoy this, dear?"

She froze for a second at being called 'dear.' "I-I mean...well, yes, of course."

The wolf-fox wrapped her arms around Dena's waist, leaning on her and resting her head on top of the wolverine's. "How about now?"

Dena went stone-cold solid, unsure how to react other than to not move. She knew this behavior was common for wolves as part of initiating an outsider into their pack. Thing is, as far as she knew, Lyka wasn't part of one. "Oh God! Is she...flirting with me?!"

Lyka nuzzled the top of the wolverine's head, noticing she, too, was getting aroused at this. "You've done anything other than nature photography, Dena?"

Puzzled at the question, Dena thought for a second. "Hmmm...aside from nature, mostly class-related and event photography during my college years. You know sporting events, concerts, plays, those sorts of things. I have done a little model photography too back then when I could."

She then looked up, shocked at how close her and Lyka's muzzles were suddenly, not noticing Lyka knelt in front of her now. But once she saw those light blue eyes of the canine, it was as if time stood still for a moment. They shone bright and 'popped' against her white fur and felt...calming, as much as she tried not to crack a goofy smile. "Why do you ask?"

Lyka smiled back, biting her lower lip. "So, you've done nude photography, yes?"

"U-Uh, Uh, Um..." If Dena wasn't flustered before, she sure as hell felt it now.

"I'll take that as a 'yes,'" she teased, licking Dena on the nose. She stood up and rubbed her shoulders. "Girl! How are you still so tense right now?"

"I-I, uh, must've pulled something along the way--ow!" She grabbed her shoulder and hissed, though she didn't feel any pain at all.

Lyka could tell Dena was faking it and let her paw slide off. She held them close to her chest and sighed. "Shit...I went too far, I think," she muttered.

Dena kept up her act, though noticed Lyka's mood dropped and stood up. "Hey, is everything all right?"

Lyka nodded, but then shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. "I shouldn't have acted that way towards you just now. I mean...we've just met and we're, more or less, coworkers for this trip." There was no way she could look Dena in the eye. But she too found beauty in those dark, brown eyes that spoke of one who was in-tune with nature as herself.

"Lyka?" She asked, trying to look at the wolf-fox in the face. Though Lyka kept turning away from the wolverine.

"Lykaaa?" She asked again in a cheerier tone.

After getting no reaction, Dena went to turn Lyka's head forward. She flinched a couple times when she snapped at her paw. But, eventually, the wolf-fox gave in and allowed her to touch her face, though not without giving an annoyed snarl.

"Hey, now." Dena ordered while giving Lyka's snout a light smack, making her yelp, "Stop being a butt head and listen for a second."

Between the smack and being talked to like a pup, Lyka finally gave Dena her attention. Though, despite this, she was already beginning to think of ways to get back at her for this. Of all the things that could annoy her the most: being made to feel like a submissive, intentional or not, was a big one.

Yet despite her annoyances, Dena continued without skipping a beat. "What you did not a moment before felt...n-nice. Wonderful, even. I-I, um...I don't think anyone's made me get all...flustered like that in a long time." She started to feel hot and bothered again, but by now, she was sure Lyka figured her out. "Also, I, um...I think...you could still...um..." She clammed up and couldn't look at Lyka in the face as her cheeks warmed up. "Oh gosh..."

Lyka smirked and chuckled, crossing her arms and shaking her head. She then reached a paw to turn the wolverine to face her. Grabbing Dena's face in both paws, she closed her eyes and planted a deep kiss on her lips.

It only lasted a second or two, but it felt like the longest two seconds of Dena's life. She stood there, stunned, frozen like the clumps of snow and ice around them, left in that good kind of awkwardness. It was as if time stood still, and she could hardly hear or feel the gentle wind blowing through the trees and against her fur. All she could do was stare right at Lyka with a dumbfounded look on her face.

"Did I break you?" The canine asked with a giggle.

"No," she whined, feeling her cheeks becoming warmer now.

"You don't know how cute you look right now." She smiled and snickered. "Will you be okay for the rest of our trip?"

"Yes," she whined again, still going through the shock.

Lyka stood beside her and put an arm around her shoulder, turning the wolverine's head to face her with a claw. "So...would you like to do a little photo shoot with me?"

Dena was coming to when she asked that. "Oh, um...yeah, s-sure, but how...well, private is this area?"

"Not too traveled from my experience along this route. Besides, it's getting late in the day anyway, though we'll still have plenty of sunlight to work with." She scratched Dena under her chin and took her arm off her shoulder.

"Oh yeah! Right. Sun tends to stay out longer this time of year in these higher latitudes. Yeah, no, that's good because I want to save my night...camer...a..."

Right as she began to ramble, she started to mumble, then fell silent at what she saw before her.

Lyka faced away from her, but sensually took her shirt off, then her bra underneath. The wolf-fox turned around, though crossed her arms in a way that they covered her large breasts. Shimmering in the sunlight was her small belly button piercing: two, silver, female symbols crossed over each other, dangling under a rainbow stud. While Dena did have a hunch about Lyka's sexuality, that piercing confirmed it. If she wasn't flustered enough before, she sure as hell was now upon seeing Lyka topless.

Lyka stood for a moment as her tail swayed behind her, putting on different poses while keeping her breasts covered. "Well? Are we doing this or...?" She asked, trying to sound flirtatious to keep up the mood.

"O-Oh yeah! R-Right! Hang on..." Dena tried to focus, fidgeting with her camera to turn in back on. She performed her routine inspections to make sure nothing was damaged or dirty. After wiping off the lens with her shirt, she tried to think of what kind of photos to take first. But with how Lyka posed in front of her, she didn't need to think about it for long.

The first set of photos were simple and had Lyka showing all sides of her while topless with her breasts covered. Lyka then turned away from Dena and undid her belt, slowly sliding her jeans and panties down past her rump. She shook her white, fuzzy butt in a hypnotic motion for the wolverine, hoping she was enjoying the show. Of course, Dena tried to capture every motion possible, though struggled to stay professional and not seem flustered.

After letting her jeans and panties slide all the way down her legs, Lyka went over to a nearby tree and gave Dena a coy grin. She still kept her breasts covered, if only to be a tease by this point. Being as strategic as possible, she began to pose against the tree like it was a stripper pole. She changed poses after every few shutter clicks from Dena's camera.

"Hooooly fuck this is hot."

Dena soon began to run on autopilot once she realized how horny she's become. In the past, she would only get somewhat aroused during nude photo shoots, regardless of the subject's gender. However, those all took place in a studio or somewhere private. Never before has she done an exhibitionist style of photography. Never before has she felt her panties soaked and her loins ache just from taking nude photos.

Though they haven't known each other for long, something about Lyka drove her wild. Seeing the wolf-fox in her most natural state and setting brought out a raw beauty Dena's never seen before. It was unique, erotic, and untamed. And as she took more and more photos, she became more excited at the thought of looking back on these, post-trip. With or without Lyka, though, she wasn't sure right now.

"Got enough good ones, dear?" Lyka asked while posing with her back against the tree. "Or do you want to take more?"

Dena took a few more photos and lowered her camera. "I-I mean, if y-you don't think it'll delay our journey."

"There's still some sun left in the day," she replied, pushing herself off the tree, standing there with her breasts covered. "But I agree; we should get some good mileage in before nightfall." She went to go grab her clothes when Dena grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Just...one more quick...of you standing like you were?"

"Just...that? Nothing sexy or teasing?" She asked, cocking her eyebrow.

Dena swallowed, trying to keep professional and calm. As much as Lyka came off as sensual and attractive, she could also come off as intimidating. "I, uh, kinda thought it was...cute..." She looked away for a moment, grinning and clamming up.

"Oh..." Lyka began to feel warm around her cheeks as well and also looked away. "...one more, though...okay?"

"Sure." Dena stepped back enough to get a good frame and snapped one pic of Lyka as-is, though the wolf-fox had a goofy smile now.

She nodded as she lowered her camera again. "Okay, you can get dressed now."

Lyka nodded back and began to gather her jeans and shirt, looking back to Dena. She noticed she already turned around to give her some privacy, though was glued to her camera screen to review the photos. She took a deep breath to calm herself and got dressed.

"I'm so fucking glad my fur's white...Goddamn..."

* * *

During the rest of their trip for the day, neither of them spoke a word to each other. The only sounds were the environment around them, Dena's camera clicking every so often, and their light panting as they climbed up and over hills and obstacles.

Lyka would check behind her once in a while in case Dena wanted to stop and take some photos or allow her to get a chance to catch up. She wasn't the slowest person she helped guide through the wilderness, but neither was she the fastest. She struggled to get used to the wolverine's knack for wanting to stop for a half hour every five minutes. Because of this, she wanted to remind Dena of her main objective: The Northern Lights. She didn't want her to waste space on the memory card or battery, despite Dena explaining it was all top-of-the-line before they departed.

But she couldn't. The words wouldn't come to her.

That little, pervy photo shoot left her both confused and craving for more. It was clear to her they had feelings for each other. Yet, the wolf-fox wasn't sure how Dena swung it, exactly, or how sexual she is in the first place. Though Lyka commemorated Dena maintaining her professionalism during their photo shoot well enough. If Dena's done nude photography before, she must have photographed quite a variety of subjects that it doesn't phase her.

"Maybe it was how...exposed we were. I mean, I'm sure she wouldn't have acted so...strange if we were to do that in a studio...right?"

"Don't look at her ass. Don't look at her ass. Don't look at her...fucking goddammit!" Dena looked around to see if there was anything good to take more photos of, if only to distract her from her lustful thoughts about Lyka. The same wolf-fox with whom she developed feelings for since day one. Everything about her felt perfect. She was beautiful, sexy, and had a wild and untamed aura about her. She loved the outdoors as much as herself and was more knowledgeable and wise in that area. And she was one of the few women she's met who's single and around her age. Indeed, she was a rare find beyond the simple fact she was a hybrid.

Yet, the way Lyka behaved earlier confused her even more. Was she just being a tease or does she actually like her?

Despite the sun beginning to set, it was very late in the day when Dena checked the time on her camera.

Lyka noticed the sun's positioning as well. She knew they were close to another clearing that would work perfect as a temporary campsite. She turned her attention to Dena. "Several more yards and we'll be at our first rest spot for the night, okay?"

Dena shot up from her camera screen and nodded. "Oh! Y-Yeah, sure."

"It'll be right near a lake, but along a river. Place is huge. Perfect for photos of waterfowl and the landscape itself, I'm sure," she said, smiling.

"Sweet! Be nice to get some variety now and again."

Lyka nodded. "I don't know if we'll see the Lights or not tonight, but I'll keep an eye out for you in case you're...well, distracted."

Dena giggled. "Trust me, I'll be all over that as soon as I see a hint of green from the sky."

Lyka chuckled and sighed. "Well, best keep moving along so we have time to set up camp," she said as she continued forward.

Dena followed right behind her, though still kept her distance somewhat. She still sensed an awkward tension between them, though didn't want to mention anything yet.

* * *

The clearing Lyka mentioned was more than Dena imagined. In fact, the path they took lead right to the rocky coastline that seemed to span for miles. She noticed how much the river meandered around the jagged landscape, feeding into a nearby lake. On one side, she saw a thick line of coniferous trees that were miles upstream. The downstream end had more of the coniferous foliage, though it was as if the mouth of the river cut off the forest's pattern. Between the gap in the trees, she could see the lake itself and a distant mountain range obscured by clouds and mist. Ahead of where they stood was a long, rocky hill that had a few trees, bushes, and moss growing on it. Though its formation was like the land itself rose up and split the wide river in two.

As she took in the new surroundings, Dena noticed how...open she felt. The clearing they stood upon was a small, rocky peninsula that jutted into the river, though did appear large enough for them to set up camp. It did provide a good staging area for her tripod and her specialty camera, though, as the ground looked flat enough. Just as Lyka mentioned, she heard the honks and quacks of some nearby waterfowl. As she did, she fumbled with the camera around her neck and searched for the source.

Meanwhile, Lyka took a moment to bask in the beauty and peace of the aquatic environment. It was as if the sounds of the river currents drifted away her anxieties. If she were alone, she normally would use a time like this to meditate, reflect, and detach from the modern world. However, this proved difficult with Dena around. Instead, she set her pack and hiking stick down and sat on the hard, rocky ground and simply observed.

She sighed as she watched Dena. "We're around the same age, we both have busy lives...yet, how do you still have such a young and free spirit in this cruel world?"

Despite this thought, Lyka couldn't help but smile.

All she did was her job: take photos when opportunities rose, make sure the tripod's set up right for later, and put herself in risky situations to get that perfect shot. But she did this with such excitement and pup-like wonder, that it was as if Dena did this for more than just a paycheck.

Finally, the sun began to set. Lyka got up to check on Dena, who currently waded knee-deep in the river with her pant legs rolled up. But she wasn't taking any pictures and was staring into the sunset, or appeared to be, at least.

"Hey Dena!" She called out from the shoreline.

Dena turned around, looking somewhat confused.

Lyka became a little nervous, though wasn't sure why. She didn't want to come off as someone who tried to tell Dena how to do her job. "Um, maybe you should get back here. It'll get dark before you know it."

"Hmm? Oh shit! You're right!" Dena trudged through the water back to shore as fast as she could, though the mud began to cake her thick fur. With each step, her feet paws and ankles felt heavier and heavier. She took a moment to catch her breath once she touched land, checking her portable camera for any water damage before putting it away. It was here she noticed it got colder now that the sun's warmth began to fade. Her wet fur around her feet paws only made them feel colder than the breeze drying her off.

Lyka noticed this and offered a paw. "Hey, you doing okay?"

"Oh yeah, f-f-fine, just a little c-c-cold is all," she said as she tried to see if there was anything in her bag she could use as a towel.

"But...don't you wolverines tend to have thick fur and skin?"

"Well, yes, but...heh, I'm...certain you've exp-p-perienced what it's like to have wet fur before. Especially in this climate."

"Right...here, I'll get a fire going, though I'll have to build it closer to those trees back there," she said as she pointed behind them. "Too much wind out here, you know?"

Dena nodded, though she still shivered. "I'll stay here and finish getting the tripod set up; I brought a special camera for this special occasion."

The wolf-fox smiled. "If you're sure...hun." Lyka hesitated a moment, then decided to give Dena a quick but tight hug. "You're really cute, by the way," she whispered in the wolverine's ear before letting go.

In that tender moment, Dena felt warmed up again. So much so that Lyka left her in that state of blissful uncomfortableness again. Her breath shuddered as she tried to finish up getting her equipment ready. But she couldn't help staring at the canine's butt and fox-like tail swaying behind her as she walked away.

"And you're a sexy bitch," Dena murmured, shivering a little, "...f-fuck..."

* * *

Not too long after their brief, tender moment, the fire was all set up. Lyka had it nestled close to the forest but far enough to not light up the trees above. Dena struggled to keep still in the canine's arms as she kept looking up at the clear, starry night sky and keeping an eye on her camera set out on the rocky shore. She wanted to make sure her equipment stayed on before the Northern Lights began, yet she also wanted to just stay in Lyka's embrace.

She still couldn't figure out what it was about the wolf-fox that struck a chord with her and made her feel giddy and mushy inside. She knew it wasn't just Lyka's sexy, feminine figure that always got her hot and bothered. No, it certainly wasn't the only thing, but she did love that part about her, nonetheless.

During their trip so far, Dena sensed an air of motherly protection about Lyka. Of course, as a wilderness guide, this was all part of her job for safety and legal reasons. But, here, it was as if Lyka went the extra mile for Dena. Lyka constantly made sure she wasn't hurt whenever she stumbled with one of her crazy photo ops. She always waited patiently whenever she would stop every ten minutes or so, whether it be for photos or struggling to traverse a part of the trail.

And the moment after Dena risked getting sick from wading in the cold water for so long and now by the fire, she felt safe. Protected. Loved. She was hesitant to cuddle up with the wolf-fox at first, especially after how heated things got between them last time. However, Lyka promised she would not interfere with her job.

Lyka had her back propped up against a nearby boulder while Dena laid face-first on top of her. She had her head resting between her breasts, giving her easy access to pet the wolverine. She smiled as she looked down at Dena, petting her back with a paw while keeping her tight against her body with the other.

"Should be any minute now..." Lyka murmured, looking up at the clear, night sky.

Dena turned her head to look up as well but didn't notice anything forming. She glanced over at her camera set up to make sure it was still standing before resting her head against Lyka's chest.

"I think I might have gotten gypped on this assignment..." Dena sighed.

Lyka looked down, her ears perked somewhat. "What makes you say that?"

"We have a slimmer chance of the event happening. The peak of auroras happens every eleven years or so, from what I've researched back at the library. Its last peak was about six years ago."

"Then that means..."

"We're about at the midpoint between peak auroras...plus winter's the best time to view these, as daylight is minimal."

"True, but that doesn't mean auroras can't occur during those off times," she replied in a cheery manner.

"I suppose..." she sighed.

Lyka snorted and scratched Dena's head. "Sweetie. Look at me."

Dena did as she was told. Being called 'sweetie' did cheer her up a little and made her hear flutter.

"I've been a guide up here for...geeze, over a decade by now, I think. Anyway, I've led not only photographers like yourself, but tourists, students, journalists, scientists, hippies, hell even a few politicians through these woods. And, like yourself, they all wanted to catch a glimpse of the Aurora Borealis. I was aware of those optimal times to view them, like you mentioned. But you want to know something I've discovered about them?"

"What's that?"

"They happen all the time. Especially in recent years with the ozone layer getting holes poked in it from...well, society." She took a moment to breath and ground herself before going off on a conservation rant. "Regardless, the sun's always there, the stuff in our atmosphere is always there. So long as both are present, auroras will happen no matter what."

"I do remember reading about particle collisions causing them..."

She nodded. "I'm not much of a scientist, but...I like to think I have some basic understanding to appreciate and respect the art, at least."

Dena giggled.

The canine smiled and looked up at the sky again. "Speaking of," she said, pointing upward.

Dena turned her head and immediately jumped out of Lyka's embrace, pushing against the canine's ribs a little too hard when she did so, making her yelp. She scrambled to get her camera ready as she fixated at the clear, night sky. Not much appeared yet, though she did notice a few small ripples of green and pink dancing just above the tree line that lasted mere seconds. This occurred in unpredictable intervals, making it tricky for Dena to get enough shots that weren't all at the same angle.

The clashing of particles that made up this phenomenon continued to create the colorful, dancing streams and ripples. They painted the black canvas with bright shades of green, pink, violet, blue, red, and yellow light.

And yet, one might think there's a spiritual presence or force at work during this moment. While Dena continued to take as many photos as she could, she felt an otherworldly energy that she knew her camera could never do diligence.

Lyka stood back and enjoyed the show. While she loved seeing Dena do her thing, and seeing her butt in full view, she too felt that otherworldly energy. When she observed the phenomena above, not only did she see wispy shapes of colored light, but she saw vague, familiar forms appear within. The shapes of these form's heads looked familiar, be it canine, feline, deer, bear, beaver, fish, eagle, and so on, but their bodies appeared...different. Rather than standing upright on two legs, these forms had a more feral appearance. Some walked on four legs, some had wings that were more prominent, and some didn't have legs or wings at all.

But they all had one thing in common that Lyka sensed: These spirits were free. Not only in death but they must've been in life as well.

She wondered if Dena could see these spirits, but she doubted it. Still, she did want to enjoy this moment with her before it's over. She carefully approached Dena from behind, wanting to keep her distance but also to not spook the wolverine. Despite that, Dena glanced behind her and noticed the wolf-fox. But she didn't appear spooked or annoyed at all. She was just focused on the task at hand and simply acknowledged Lyka's presence.

Lyka stood quietly off to the side, smiling as Dena enjoyed this moment in her own way, even if she's 'technically' working. As she watched, though, she felt something in her gut telling her what they could do to make this moment even more special for them.

"Hey, um...Dena?" She asked, hoping that the pale lights above didn't illuminate her face and reveal her timid look.

"Yeah?" She replied, not once turning away from her task at hand.

"I know you're working right now, but would it be okay if we did something super quick? I just had an idea that could be fun and...special for the both of us."

Her ears perked, though she still focused on getting as much footage of the auroras. Still, she did blush a little and chuckled at what Lyka said. "You're not asking to do another nude photo shoot, now, are ya?"

"Oh no! Of course not," she replied with a nervous giggle. "That would take too long, and I know you want to take advantage of this opportunity."

Dena stood still for a moment, letting out a heavy breath before continuing her work. Yes, that would take too long, but it's also something she wouldn't mind doing again, especially with Lyka. "Another time, perhaps."

She then replied. "Alright, what is it you want to do, then?"

"Just a picture of us with the Northern Lights as the background."

"Oh! Um..." She stopped to think about how she would go about taking this proposed photo. "Give me a few moments to set this up for that, okay?"

The canine nodded, waiting patiently for the wolverine to get her gear ready.

Dena decided it would be best to leave the camera on the tripod, since it's too heavy and bulky to carry one-handed. But, with how long it took her to get the right angles, zoom, and lighting to get those bright, colorful, surreal shots of the auroras, she didn't want to risk losing those settings. So, she decided on the next best tool she had: the one she wore around her neck for all those off-the-cuff photos during their hike. It was also the same one she used for their little photo shoot earlier that day. She knew the easiest solution would be to use her phone's camera, as she knew the technology is almost on par with her equipment. Thing is, Dena always saw phone cameras as a cop-out for wannabe photographers.

After all, she wanted the best she could provide for Lyka. She is the first person who made her feel legitimately attracted to someone beyond the physical level.

She scanned the area, padding along the cold, bumpy rocks, trying to get a good angle and distance that would fit them. She also wanted to get as much of the pale-lit night sky in frame as possible. Once she adjusted the lighting settings, she waved for Lyka to come join her.

"Okay, so..." She ordered, putting an arm around Lyka, "Get close enough to me so we're in frame."

Lyka did so and put an arm around Dena, feeling giddy with how close they were now. She couldn't stop herself from giving a goofy grin.

"Alright, let me just...make sure...we're good...aurora's still going...aaaand one, two, three!"

Right as Dena said 'three' and at the sound of the shutter click, Lyka turned her head and kissed Dena right on the cheek. Needless to say, the evidence was right in front of them as they looked at the camera's screen. Dena went from a casual, though slightly flustered, smile, to her shutting her eyes tight while her mouth was open, as if she made a squeaking sound.

They both sat there, giggling at what they saw.

"You dork!" Dena teased, shoving Lyka a little.

She let out a chuckle that almost sounded fox-like. "I couldn't resist."

Dena smiled, giving Lyka a gentle scratch on her cheek before checking on the aurora above them. "I should get back at it, though; how long do these usually last, on average?"

"Hmmm...depends, really. Depends how much of those particle collisions occur due to the scope of the solar winds coming at us. So, this could be ending soon or continue throughout the night."

"Oh wow..." She then looked to her camera, then back up at the sky. "Well, best keep going until I either run out of battery, memory, or patience." She was about to walk back to her tripod and the rest of her bags lying around it when Lyka grabbed her shoulder.

"Dena, wait," she ordered.

She turned around and gently pushed the canine's paw off her shoulder, curious with what suddenly got into Lyka. "You okay?"

"Yes...nevermind...you go and keep on with your job."

Dena gently grabbed Lyka's paw in hers, shuddering a bit. She then grabbed the back of the canine's head and planted a deep kiss right on her lips, though quickly broke it before either of them could delve into the passion they had for each other.

"Just a few more minutes for photos, okay. Once I pack up my equipment and bring it back to the site, I'm all yours, you...sexy...sexy bitch," she cooed.

Lyka licked her lips and gave Dena's paw a firm squeeze before letting it go. Though once Dena turned around, she swatted the wolverine's rump, giving Dena a sly grin when she turned around. Once Dena was far enough away, she made her way back to their camp. After tending to the fire to make sure it would keep going all night, she began to strip down to her panties.

* * *

Dena made her way back to their site with all her equipment packed up, rubbing the tiredness out of her eyes and massaging the back of her neck. But as she approached, she noticed the wolf-fox sitting cross-legged by the fire with a coy smile on her face. Her paws clamped against her bare, white knees, exposing her perfect, perky breasts. Dena couldn't see Lyka's panties right away, making her believe the canine was already naked.

That is until Lyka stood up as soon as she set her equipment down. The canine put a paw on her hip and beckoned the wolverine to approach.

Dena shyly approached, wanting so much to touch every part of the mostly naked canine. As she approached closer, Lyka's pheromones penetrated her nostrils, masking the smoky scent of the fire.

She looked up into those beautiful, blue eyes, tempted to caress or touch this sexy canine in front of her. But, again, she held off. "S-So..."

"Hmmm?" She tilted her head, ear's perking as she detected Dena's bashfulness.

"I guess, uh, I-I guess I should...oh gosh," she stuttered, looking away and grinning.

Lyka smiled and turned the wolverine's muzzle forward again with a paw. "Let me help, darling." She gave Dena a slow, gentle kiss on her lips, letting her paws caress her fuzzy cheeks.

During their first few meetings before this trip, she could tell Dena was one who wasn't sexually active, if at all. Granted, she wasn't either herself, but she's had a few partners here and there. Those experiences were enough for her to know how women ticked and what typically turned them on. Of course, living in conservative, isolated towns most of her life didn't help. And yet, it surprised her how Dena reacted during their photo shoot and when they kissed. It was as if all this was 'new' to her, yet she had always wanted to try.

It'll be a very interesting night indeed.

Dena began to melt in that kiss, trying not to press her paws against Lyka's breasts or touch her waist or rump. She never felt the canine's tongue sneak its way into her maw, thankfully. It was unlike what always seemed to happen in those online romance stories and pornos she'd look up back in her college days . As much as she wanted that to happen and knew that intimate sensation would enhance this moment, she found comfort in Lyka's gentle patience. That alone made her feel funny and a little wet in her undies, and she savored every second of it.

Lyka broke the kiss and began to unbutton Dena's shirt, keeping her eyes locked with the wolverine's. "Just relax, hun," she cooed.

She suddenly felt the cold, night air brush through the fur on her shoulders and upper body as Lyka did her thing. Even her breasts began to feel chilly, despite her bra covering them up and keeping them secured. As soon as she felt Lyka tug up on her bra, she held her arms up to help the wolf-fox. Though her nipples were already hardened, she wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or arousal. However, she tried to cover them up after Lyka stripped her.

But the horny canine wouldn't have any of that.

She held the wolverine's arms to keep her from doing that and guided them in an embrace. "Just relax, hun," she cooed again, though in a softer tone this time. She then slid her own paws around the wolverine's bare back and pulled them close, making sure their breasts pressed firmly together. "You ever felt anything like this before?"

Dena took a moment to respond but didn't want to have any second thoughts. Doing this alone threw her into a sensory overload. She loved every second of it and began to feel much more aroused than before. "N-No...Not r-really."

Lyka smirked, biting her lower lip and glanced down. It pleased her that Dena's chest was about the same size as hers: not too big, not too small, au naturel. She also got a better look at Dena's figure: she felt about average but healthy, though appeared bulkier due to her thicker fur. Still, the wolverine fit almost every aspect of what she looked for in a woman.

There was just one last thing she needed to test.

She gave Dena a quick kiss on the lips and squeezed her tight, tail wagging behind her. She leaned in close so her muzzle was right up to Dena's ear. "I can make this even better if you'd like," she whispered.

Dena's face would've turned a bright, deep shade of red if her fur wasn't so thick and dark. She knew she reeked with pheromones and could smell Lyka's too. And she smelled amazing. Whatever it was the wolf-fox had planned, she wanted it bad. Never before had someone given her this much sexual attention.

"H-How so?" She shuddered.

"Mmmmfff," Lyka moaned as she pushed Dena onto the ground, still in the embrace. She then let go and slowly rose to her knees, running her paws along Dena's body until they reached her jeans. She then began to undo them and pull them off.

"I need to eat," she huffed.

The wolverine wiggled as much as she could to help Lyka expose her legs, revealing a pair of plain, light blue boyshorts underneath. She let out a squeak when she noticed the look on Lyka's face as she stared right down at her crotch.

"Someone's been getting a little excited," she teased, rubbing the tips of her paw pads over the dark, wet stain on Dena's undies. She grinned as a soft moan escaped from the wolverine when she did so. She then brought her paw tips by her lips and licked them, staring right at Dena with a look of hunger and lust.

"Put your legs up," she ordered.

"Oh god, o-okay." Dena had to suck in a breath before trying to lift both her legs up, knowing she wasn't as physically fit as Lyka. But she didn't need to worry too much, as the wolf-fox immediately grabbed her legs and rested them on her shoulders.

Lyka grabbed the waistband of Dena's undies and began to tug upward. "These are coming off, now."

Though Dena tried to keep her legs raised and help this hungry canine strip her, Lyka maintained control of the whole ordeal. She could tell she did not want to lose sight of her target.

Once those boyshorts were off, Lyka stared right down at Dena's leaking, wet pussy. Her juices already matted down most of the thick fur around those lips.

Dena panted and moaned quietly, shuddering each time she felt Lyka's hot breath blowing on her sensitive crotch.

"Please tell me you're gonna start off easy," she pleaded. "I've...I've never--"

"Oh, I'll start off easy alright," she teased, giving a sly grin and letting out a lustful growl.

Dena managed to chuckle a bit but was too busy anticipating what's going to happen. "I've...I've never--ooooooohhh fuuuck!"

Lyka dove right in, burying her muzzle in that fuzzy, sweet smelling pussy she's craved for too long. Her tongue immediately went inside her vagina, swirling around and lapping up the juices inside. As she did this, she made sure to suck down on Dena's pussy, as if she was kissing it passionately.

Dena squirmed and trembled from the ecstasy. She began to close her legs around Lyka's head like she was going for a scissor lock. But despite this, the hungry canine never pushed them back in protest. Though the strength in Dena's legs surprised her as they pressed against her head and neck, though she knew it was all instinct. She let go of those thick, fuzzy legs and eyed her paws' next target, her muzzle still buried in the wolverine's pussy. Sliding her paws up that soft belly, Lyka cupped Dena's breasts but didn't squeeze them at first. They weren't as perky or tough as her own, but very close to the same size. She gave them a gentle squeeze as her hot breath tickled the inside of Dena's pussy more.

"Mmmmm, your tits are so soft, darling," she cooed as her muzzle was still right up against Dena's pussy.

"Thanks," she huffed in response, easing up on her leg lock around Lyka. She moaned softly and began to relax a little bit more as Lyka fondled her, though Lyka's muzzle and tongue in her pussy kept her pheromones kicking.

Lyka continued to squeeze and massage Dena's breasts, smiling up at her. "You want me to keep going, my dear?"

"A-Actually, um...oh gosh..." she muttered, turning away slightly and smiling.

"Yes?" Lyka grabbed a hold of Dena's legs and began to pry them away from her head as she rose back up.

"I've...I've always wanted to--ack! Oooooo geeze..."

She got cut off when Lyka casually started to finger her pussy. She swirled around her clit and massaged the inside and outside to keep her newfound lover primed.

"Go on," she cooed.

"I, nngh, kinda want to try myself..." As much as she tried not to, her nerves forced her to look away from Lyka after such a bold request. She wanted to take advantage of this moment. She didn't know when or if she will see this beautiful, motherly wolf-fox again.

Lyka smiled at Dena, sucking the juices off her paw and licking her lips of any that remained. "Well, I hope a certain cutie knows how to properly eat now," she cooed.

Dena giggled, feeling her face flush more and more. "I'm...pretty sure I got the gi--mmmmmffff!"

Her legs went rigid then squirmed as Lyka suddenly began jerking her off. She felt those two fingers digging in and pumping in and out of her pussy, struggling to buck against Lyka's strong arm holding down her hips.

"Oh god! L-Lyka! Aaaaaa!"

"You like that, sweetie?" She teased.

Dena kept moaning and bucking, though Lyka managed to hold her down so she wouldn't flail about.

The wolf-fox kept jerking her off, looking straight at the wolverine's face and smiling. She could tell Dena was getting close the louder and louder she moaned and how much she bucked against her paw holding her down. "That's it," she cooed, "Cum for me, baby."

"Nnnggg! Aaaa! Aaaa! Oooooooo!"

"Getting close?"

Dena managed a nod, then suddenly thrusted upward and clawed at the dirt below her, letting out a scream of pleasure. Her pussy tensed up as she felt all the buildup releasing, squirting her juices all over Lyka's paw.

But Lyka removed her paw as soon as Dena orgasmed, making her squirt spurts of cum on both their legs and the ground. She chuckled at the sight as Dena calmed down from an intense orgasm. "Not too surprised you're a squirter."

Dena smiled as she panted. "I mean...this is my first time."

Her ears perked. "So you are a virgin."

She nodded, slowly getting her breath back as her body began to relax.

Lyka giggled and rubbed her paw over the wolverine's belly. "Not anymore."

Dena chuckled in response, letting her head fall back and drinking in those belly rubs. That is, until she noticed Lyka looming above her with that lustful grin of hers, which always came off as sensual and intimidating.

"So," she cooed, "Want to give it a try?"

"Hmm? Oh! Uh..." Her heart began to race again, though more out of nervousness than intense activity. "I-I suppose I could."

"Great."

Dena could taste the hints of her own cum when Lyka kissed her. Not only did she find it romantic but hot as well, especially when she felt their breasts brush against each other. And despite how nervous she came off to Lyka, she wanted to dig into the sexy canine's pussy and lick it dry ever since their nude photo shoot.

"Ready, sweetie?" Lyka asked after breaking the kiss.

Dena nodded, scritching the back of her ear and petting her head a little.

She giggled in response. "I'll take that as a 'yes'."

With one last scritch against the wolverine's chin, Lyka pushed herself up onto her knees again. She looked around for a second to find something comfortable to lean against but ended up lying on her back on the ground instead. She then opened her legs wide and pushed aside her labia with her fingertips.

She tilted her head up and beckoned Dena to come closer. "Dig in, my love."

Dena rolled on her knees and crawled closer to the presenting canine. Her pussy quivered in anticipation the closer and closer she put her muzzle to Lyka's womanhood. Her heart race, hesitating at first upon smelling the sharp but sweet scent of Lyka. "Well...least she's not making me eat out her asshole. Ack!"

She could tell Lyka was already warmed up when she noticed every inch of her pussy was wet and sticky. She huffed once, which made Lyka moan a little, and placed her paws on the wolf-fox's inner thighs. All she could do in that moment was just stare and admire the glorious, delicious sight in front of her.

"Something wrong, dear?" Lyka asked, petting the wolverine's head.

"Huh? Oh!" The sound of her voice and that gentle touch broke her trace-like state. "No, not all. It's just...oh w-wow," she stuttered. "I, uh, guess I'd never thought--okay, okay!"

Lyka suddenly gripped the wolverine's head and slowly pushed her closer and closer to her pussy. "Please," she whined, "I need this."

As if they were in sync, right when Dena took her first few licks of the canine's pussy, it made Lyka moan loud into the night. She started off simple and just licked the wet, outside folds of her womanhood. As she did so, she noted how salty Lyka's juices tasted, despite how they smelled.

She kept this up for some time, then decided to give her clit some oral loving, trying to mimic what Lyka did to her. Needless to say, it worked more than she thought it would. Between the licking and suckling on the canine's clit, Lyka's moans became growls.

It was here when Dena noticed how much tighter Lyka gripped the top of her head. Thankfully, she didn't completely go full domme on her and end up shoving her muzzle right in her pussy. But Dena knew it was only a matter of time until that ends up happening. And if she were to be honest with herself, she wouldn't mind that one bit.

Lyka growled and moaned as Dena worked that maw on her pussy, letting her head roll back and her eyes close. She even began to buck every so often, even though Dena has yet to slip her tongue inside her. She struggled to resist shoving Dena's pretty face in her pussy, pin her down with her legs, and just hump her muzzle until she came. But she decided to let Dena explore and get a feel for what it's like to pleasure another woman first, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Still, it became more and more difficult for her to get it over with, rather than draw out the tension, despite being so close to orgasming. Just like what Dena did to her, she wrapped her legs around the back of the wolverine's head as her toes curled. As she pressed down on the wolverine's back, she began humping her maw gently. "Oh god, Dena...you're so good at this," she panted, leaning her head up some and glancing towards Dena. A smile formed across her muzzle, admiring the sight in front of her. "And you look so cute doing that--oooo!"

Dena winked up towards her, with only her eyes peering over the wolf-fox's fuzzy, white crotch. She surprised her with a sudden but gentle nibble on her clit, then got back to work pleasuring her lover with her maw.

"Oooh, so that's how you want to play, huh?"

Lyka gripped both her paws on top of Dena's head and shoved the wolverine into her pussy, humping away as she did. Her legs wrapped tighter around Dena too, as if they were putting her in a triangle choke. Of course, Lyka made sure not to be too rough on Dena, but she knew she was one who could take a bit of roughhousing.

As she did this, Dena barely slipped her paws out and grabbed the outside of Lyka's thighs for dear life. Her virgin muzzle got pummeled by Lyka's pussy. Anytime she tried to breathe through her nostrils, she could only breath in the scent of the wolf-fox's musk and fluids. Dena then reached a paw between her own legs and began fingering herself, getting more and more pent up. But between getting eaten out and this, she was so pent up that she came a second time. Her paw and inner thighs became sticky and wet, some of her juices dripping onto the ground below her. Her loud moans were muffled from getting stuffed inside a canine pussy, but even Lyka could detect that.

"Rrrfff! Ha! Can't believe I got you to cum a second time!" She growled as she paused for a moment. "But you still need to give me some relief. Staring at that cute ass of yours for the past two days has gotten me all hot and bothered inside." She then gave one, hard thrust while keeping Dena tight against her pussy.

"I hope you're ready, you sexy bitch."

Her paws gripped tighter on Dena's head that her claws dug in and her legs gripped tighter around the wolverine's neck. She could also feel Dena's claws digging into her thighs, scratching them and drawing a little blood. But the sheer amount of ecstasy she felt right now overpowered any sense of pain. She humped away at Dena's muzzle...hard. It was as if she was dry humping a pillow during many a lonely night, especially being the only lesbian in a Northern, rural town.

She humped and humped and humped, moaning and growling louder and louder. She never noticed Dena moaning and whining between her legs, as she was too busy loving every inch of that muzzle penetrating her.

Meanwhile, Dena struggled to breath, even through her nose. She fumbled around with a paw until she found her own pussy, jamming her fingers in to jerk herself off a third time. With how much Lyka is dominating her right now, it only made her ache for release again.

"Grrrrr! Hrfff! Get ready, slut," she panted, thrusting and grabbing harder and harder.

"Mmmmffff!" Dena whined.

"Oh, come now, when have you ever--oh fuck. Oh fuck! Oh fffffuuuuck yeah!"

Lyka let out a mix between a dominating growl and a slutty moan when she came. Her legs clamped around Dena's head tighter than ever, almost cutting off her windpipe and blood circulation. Though this only lasted a few moments and wasn't long enough to choke her out.

"Ggrrgkkkl!"

Dena began to feel lightheaded when those powerful, canine thighs squeezed her head and neck, and Lyka's pussy filling up her maw and nose with its juices. All she could smell, taste, and breath was the sweet, stinging scent and sticky texture of an alpha female. And it was one alpha female who was pent up for much too long. Though, that wasn't to say she has been pent up for a while either; never before had Dena orgasmed three times in a row.

Lyka let herself fall back onto the ground as her legs slid off of Dena, twitching and shivering from her intense orgasm.

Dena gasped once she was finally able to breathe again, quickly getting onto her knees. She rubbed her muzzle with the same paw she jerked herself off with, mixing the two women's juices. Tasting and smelling Lyka's cum was one thing. Tasting and smelling Lyka's cum with her own brought something unique and special to her senses.

Both panted hard after their moment of passion as they looked into each other's eyes, smiling and giggling. The fire next to them faded to nothing but a few, small flames and glowing embers by now. The Northern Lights ended long ago when they were warming each other up, and it's unknown when they'll make their presence again. Neither of them noticed how much the temperature dropped until now, which made both of them shiver.

"Come, my love," Lyka commanded, beckoning Dena with a finger, "You look cold and I need to clean your face."

With how much Dena's heart raced as her body simmered down, she was more than happy to oblige.

Lyka remained on her back while Dena snuggled up close to her. She then licked away at the wolverine's muzzle, cleaning up any remains of their mixed juices. Naturally, they both kissed gently, though not as intense like before. While this did get them both heated up again, they were too exhausted from their night of passion and their journey.

They looked into each other's eyes again, though Dena began to tear up as she smiled.

"What is it, hun?" Lyka asked.

"I, um...," she sniffed, "That was the first time...I-I've fooled around with someone...at all."

"Ooooo, really?" She teased.

She nodded, wiping a tear away. "I've seen others naked before and jerk off if I need to, but...well, yeah." She giggled.

Lyka petted Dena's cheek and smiled. "I'm glad your first time was memorable, then. Also...thank you...Dena."

Her ears twitched and her eyes widened. "For what?"

"For willing to spend time with me in general...and share a romantic night with me."

Dena squeezed the canine tight and squeaked, rolling them on their sides as she snuggled up against Lyka.

"Lyka?" She asked.

"Yes, sweetie?"

"I really...really, really like you, for some dumb reason." Her response was somewhat muffled, as she had her muzzle buried in Lyka's chest.

"Awwwww." Lyka petted Dena's head, holding her close to her chest.

"I know this is supposed to be a business trip...but I swear, this has become something more than that." She paused for a few moments, simply enjoying the canine comb her paw through her thick head fur.

Lyka didn't want to reply; she knew Dena needed to let something out first.

She continued. "Do you want to do this again sometime? Maybe...maybe not as a business trip and...just for fun?"

"Liiiiike a date?"

"Y-Yeah."

Lyka let out a soft snort. "Well, you're the first person I've felt anything towards in a long time. Our interests are similar. Goals are similar, it seems. But my only hope is that you don't mind living far from the city if things get serious between us."

"It would take some time for me, for sure...but I wouldn't mind."

Lyka chuckled. "I just want you to know that first. But, yes, I would like to do this again as a weekend date, sometime."

"Yay," she replied in a soft, squeaky voice.

"Gah! You're so cute!" She squeezed the wolverine in her arms and nuzzled her neck.

Dena squeezed back, but never said anything more. All she wanted right now is to fall asleep in her lover's protective embrace.

Lyka kept quiet for a moment. She too felt sleepy but wanted to be sure her wolverine was asleep first.

"You don't know how much this trip has meant for me, Dena," she said in a half whisper, half soft tone. "I hope this adventure, and future adventures, bring us closer together."