Sunbeam Lair black magic

He did not know how to ease her guilt, because as soon as they reunited, he felt no animosity towards her. There was some bitterness lingering in the put of his belly for the wolf who held her scent - the wolf who had driven him away - but that was a mindless thing. More territorial than anything else. And with that wolf gone from his sight, Tryphon was focused upon his shadow and her tender care of his wounds. She whined, watching him sorrowfully, and all he could think to do was get closer and closer, trying to hold her close and ease her worries. She was forgiven; if that was what she needed from him, he would grant that, always.