Dragoncrest Cliffs drive me home

Thuringwethil can’t help the softness she feels. Her anxiety is temporarily subdued by Blixen as she moves in closer. She turns her head and swallows her up with her form, holding her close. She wants her mate close, on the other side, with the other two just as close. She can’t remember the last time she slept—comfortably—in such proximity. Eljay had put a strain between them. Maybe it would be different if she’d taken him in. Maybe she wouldn’t have left when she did. A world of maybes lay heavily before her. The woman releases a sigh and lowers her head, nudging the girl into a resting position. After a while, @Bobby and @Artaax show and move in close and she’s feeling a little more whole again.