Lake Rodney Dust to Dusk

Despite calling out to the stranger, the ebony man seemed to fade from them, and the bi-toned girl could not blame him. Her ears slid back to her skull as she watched him leave, and a wave of embarrassment beckoned her to sit down.. she needed to process her thoughts. Jorunn had stayed behind to be with his birth family he had found – and yet somehow, she had never dared seek him out, fearful he wanted only them now. It had stung her at first, but she had grown to understand.

She could feel the wolf before her step closer – the sweep forward of his handsome form causing her bright eyes to gaze upward at him, and as her heart fluttered once more, she realized almost instantly that her attraction to him had definitely not dissipitated with the realization that he was the true brother to the wolf she had grown up with. The wolf she had called a brother herself.

Oh god, how twisted was she?!

“I..” She paused then, swallowing the lump in her throat as she released a gentle breath. “When my family first left the Wilds. He wanted to stay here to be with.. his real family.” Her gaze drifted downward now, and she could feel the blush rise in her cheeks. And yet as she considered his words, the black and white dove only then realized the way the question had been worded. “Is he.. not with you now?” Only then did she glance up once more, a light frown pressing upon her delicate features.