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Eshe was gone – the mumbled words barely made sense and Scimitar felt a small grin tug at the corner of his lips in mild amusement. He did not respond right away – the kisses along his jawline proved to distract him completely and he rumbled a crooning growl instead. As she cast her eyes up to him once more, now settled, he pressed his muzzle again to her back, cradling her against him a she took the hint that it was time for sleep. “Love you, too,” he whispered, though whether she heard him or not before she drifted to sleep, he did not know.
 
His own fatigue caught up to him fully, and within moments, the dark agouti wolf was fast asleep.