Wapun Meadow daughter of gaea

For a moment Palisander watched her, regarding her as if she might snap or perhaps he was wondering how much he dared to do before he lost control. Her gaze did not falter from his frame and she looked to him as he began to clean her. He seemed enthusiastic for the job and she chuckled before finally pulling back, a playful nudge given to his muzzle as she did so. She looked him over for a moment before she spoke. "You are impossible." She said before she leaned over to began to soothe his fur down, cleaning the blood from his maw. 

"How fortunate are you for my patience?" She asked with a breathy laugh as she continued to groom him.