Somehow they managed to avoid ending up on the ground in a heap. After the initial moment of bewilderment passed, Koyote grasped him by the shoulders, dark eyes searching his own, the worry in them easily conveyed.
“Where have you been?” Koyote demanded, and without bothering to wait for an answer, gushed out in the same breath, “Are you okay?”
A reasonably sound question, was he okay? Aside from a quickened heartbeat, he was in fine physical form. Mentally and emotionally he was a bit off kilter, as his lover liked to put it. A whimper drew his focus to Uaine, who sat at their feet, an expression more human than dog on her face. Like a hundred times before, Amadeus wondered how she came to be on their doorstep in the middle of a nasty thunderstorm.
This time Koyote gave him a gentle sh
