Sex: Maleswitch is lame, but the end of your post was just so perfect. :|
All seemed right in the world, a friendship steadied by being on the same page. The Tainn realized how much he had missed a friend, one with humor, and close in age. It made him all the more fearful to lose another. While he wasn't sure he liked the idea, of another hold on him that could break, he had yet to be so cold and uncaring. It had never worked out any way. With Volkan had come Ice. Without Indru he had Cori. It seemed better to stick by the motto, one could never have too many friends.
Both eyes of fire met, there wasn't any words he felt need to be said. He smiled without effort, knowing what Drestig meant. For the time being he reclined back to his haunches, perfectly fine watching the world go by in his pack mate's company.