Indeed they are!

The Yew Queen is quite buzzily happy, still, when kissing seems ready for a break.

"We can add excellent kisser to your list of virtues," she teases.

"My talents are manifold and various," she says smugly.

"I look forward to discovering them all."

"I'm inclined to let you."

"Excellent."

Shade thinks this calls for another kiss.

Quite a few, perhaps.

In due course. As they're called for.

And the next day, their mighty hunt can set out upon silent feet, slipping through the forest like particularly deadly shadows as the sun rises.