He never tired of watching her skill with a bow, the intense look of aim and concentration on her face. His heart swelled with the typical wave of pride and adoration as her arrow hit true. A large bird that would make a fine dinner, though it would be good to get more.
He caught the thing and defeathered it and packed it away for further travel.
He nodded at her again that he was ready to continue on and that she should take point with the bow, he would continue to watch for game, and perhaps a bit of her. She was grace itself, lightly built, lithe and most importantly his. There was no one else who would ever hold a candle to this woman for him.
He took a deep breath and decided to break the silence. "You know, anytime you are ready to have more kids, I think we are at a place again where we could. I know I want more and as per usual, I can't get enough of you Terr, you mean everything to me."