Being that Tzirret had never passionately kissed someone out of pure affection with the same in return, he wallowed in the moment for as long as he could. Whenever it seemed as if he was slowing down, he would reassure his grip on Ma'tanza and redouble the passion. He didn't much care about the creeping cold at all.

After a while, out of seeking comfort or more closeness, Tzirret and Ma'tanza laid out on the bedroll while they kissed. Tzirret of course felt physical desires, but knew them well enough to recognise them and keep himself restrained.

It must have been at least an hour that passed before there was any other form of communication between the pair. Their lips parted reluctantly, leaving smaller kisses in an effort to keep going. Tzirret finally stopped and held his forehead against Ma'tanza's. With a deep sigh, he breathed, "This one has lived no better night than this."

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Gallus pulled a humble smile. "You flatter me, clan leader. Best of luck for your future endeavours."

When the subject went to sating beast spirits, Gallus lifted his brow in surprise. "Other ways? Well, now that you mention it, there wasn't really anything to hunt in the desert. You've piqued my curiosity." Gallus strode to the weapon rack and replaced his chosen armaments. "What are these other ways? Fighting? I know I could stand to sate my beast spirit, but it might be a bit difficult after transforming earlier today."