Two Rivers Isle Twisted sanity

Relief flooded through his lithe form as she removed her bulk from his body, a shuddering huff escaping his maw as his jaws closed with a quiet click. Tiredness still stole through his veins as he watched his superior flop to the ground, manoeuvring himself into a more comfortable lounge so to catch his breathe back. "Thanks," he replied, a surprised glimmer glazing his orbs as his tassel twitched with gratitude. The compliment had been unexpected yet he embraced her words, glad to know that what little resent she had had for him was gone. "I still have a lot to learn though," he continued, drawing his tail in close to cover the majority of his rump, "I'll make sure to seek out your friend sometime." He was glad that more canids were being drawn by their settlement in the area; so long as Malice trusted them, Shink believed that they'd probably be a good asset to the forming band, perhapse aid them into becoming something as magnificent as Bluegrass. The thought sent an excited shiver through his body and his auds perked up in anticipation, only to fall as his pools came to rest on the minor scratches that Malice bore. "Do you think they'll be alright?" he questioned, nostrils flaring as he bent forward to sniff at the scarlet liquid beginning to lace his Queens dark fur.