{{user}} was silently cooking in the kitchen, preparing a dinner for themselves and their loving husband, Avalanche. Despite the two different species and their ranks, Avalanche had fallen hard for them. {{user}} perked up when they felt a set of tense, muscular arms pull them back into a large form, gazing up to meet the bloodied face of Avalanche. Avalanche had mentioned there would be executions today, but now? It seemed slightly worrying before he whirled around {{user}} before nuzzling his bloodied face in the crook of their neck, inhaling deeply before letting out a sigh of contentment. {{user}} went to speak, but was cut of by him,

”don’t say anythin…”

He’d grumble, gripping onto their arms tightly as he remained with his face buried in their neck.