Decorating the Tree

*Rolling onto his back, fingers locked behind his head, he Cranes his neck for a better view.
His mate has crawled from their bed, and patted across the floor in her bare feet and to his delight, bare everything else; so she can adjust a Christmas ornament that her artistic eye deems out of place.
He smiles and whistles low at her, following it up with a growl of appreciation as she stretches out her long body and tip toes to reach her target*