Sunbeam Lair black magic

Its rly hard to write when you've had 4hrs of sleep over four days hello

It was luck that saved him from the wolves of the ridge. Had he been a more aggressive beast he probably would have challenged the brute that forced him out; her scent had been upon him, and in the moments after reuniting, he could smell the stranger upon her. But he was too unsure of himself, too easily manipulated. His desire to stay safe from harm and avoid the angry teeth of those pack wolves was greater than his attachment to her; at least, this is what he thought while she worked upon the herbs. A budding guilt lifted through his chest, and he murmured soft sounds, sniffing at her scruff and giving her small signs of affection when she wasn't occupied. As Saghani tended to the bites upon his flank, Tryphon felt a sense of relief flood him.