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With a few passive blinks she could see and percieve the steady thump of large cream paws approaching her, breaking the silence of the meadow. Falwasi made no upright movement, but instead wagged her tail gently as she closed her eyes for a moment, awaiting the burly male.

Seconds later Falwasi could feel the presence of the male as his body cast a shadow across her own lithe one. "Had to slip away from Nova Peak for some peace and quiet too?" Even though she couldn't see him, she returned his grin, her own growing at the corners of her mouth. "I'm not that much of a brooder," she replied with a smile in her voice. She finally opened her eyes and studied him silently. 

The Blackfeather Woods battle had cost him. A long scar ran across his chest like a horse's martingale, and part of his ear was missing, leaving a jagged edge from where the white male had torn his flesh from. Falwasi did well not to linger over this area — she didn't want him to know she was looking. She didn't feel joy or pride when a wolf looked at her scar, and she couldn't imagine Scimitar did either.

Falwasi then sat up and shook her pelt to free the small water droplets and loose grass. She looked at her Alpha, this time without sarcasm. "You won't have much time for this when your kids are around."