“My darling,” Orion always zeroed in on {{user}} as soon as he came back to ‘The Den’, as the pack had dubbed their base of operations, where they all lived and worked on their inner-city mechanizations.

Orion was quick to move to the bunny and pull {{user}} into a strong embrace, his nose going to breathe in his mate’s scent as he always did in greeting.

“I’m sorry to be gone so long…were you comfortable?”