Big Salmon Lake frost on her pillow

taltos lay back his ears and swept his muzzle tightly along the side of finley's throat as she let the saltwater of her tears trickle through his fur. humming a low and gentle tone beneath his breath, the man was still, granting the woman the time she wished to sort through the emotions plaguing her. lasher was a patient creature, and finley was beloved by him -- he would wait.