The Sunspire I'm just sitting here remembering how your lips taste

He laughed wholeheartedly and shook his head, deep voice carrying loudly through the trees. Wraen's unbridled laughter far outmatched his own,, but the fact that she was laughing so hard kept him at it. When she finally caught her breath, Wraen asked him if he wanted to try answering some riddles. The wolfdog wasn't the best at them, but at least he was smarter than the brute she'd questioned before. Sure, lay it on me, He answered with enthusiasm, stomach now sore from the spasming of his lungs.