Larksong Grotto the bazaar of bad dreams

last for me also!

hiram's ears fell back but vuk fought the urge not to look at him, focusing instead on the girls. indra. laurel. lovely names. vuk would have said more, but an odd hush fell over the quartet of wolves and she lost her nerve, quailing beneath the pressure of their eyes. yet in the next moment, the girls bounded away, intending to discover who seff was, and vuk was left alone with hiram.

a lull passed before her turquoise eyes met his own, and she straightened. "it is g-good that y-you are h-home," the patchwork wolfess said quietly. she turned then to slip away before hiram could address her, small paws carrying her in the direction of the den she shared with terich.