Blacktail Deer Plateau Lover, Lover

"we have both been occupied with our tasks and our own emotions; there is no blame here, blue willow," lasher murmured, preening the silken black fur of her cheek for a moment before stepping back. she had been quite lovely at their first meeting, but childbearing had ripened an already curvaceous body into the proportions of a goddess.

"these are for you," he murmured, suddenly sheepish in his expression. "i shall plant the same about the mouth of our den, if you so wish," the beta offered. so many things he must tell her! of fitzdutiful's pack! of luke! but he was silent, enjoying the affection writ upon her beauteous features.