Porcupine Ridge thinner

she dozed fitfully, waking when terich entered the cave, smelling of birth and of dirt. though it pained her, vuk reached to lick his chin, grateful for his unwavering devotion. had it not been for him, she might very well have died several days ago. the baby had fallen asleep; she moved her foreleg to reveal him more clearly to her mate.

her mate. it was a foreign concept to vuk, but she was thankful that he was here, and he'd proven himself a dozen times thus far. terich spoke, his azure gaze meeting the turquoise of the girl's own, and she paused only a moment before speaking. "seff." the word was as throaty as her own name, a single deep syllable, and in that way he had a title similar to her own.