Porcupine Ridge One Step Closer To The Edge

His word was all Warbone needed for now, as time would be the true decider for how honest these syllables were, and for both of them this applied. "Good. I do not want to have to repeat myself." The copper brute's tail wagged then, before leaning to give the dark male an affirming nip against his cheek. "Come. We shall hunt for my companion," he announced, turning once more to lead the way down the Ridge and onto more level ground— his preferred place.

"Her name is Saena," he thought to mention after a beat. He grunted softly as he dropped down another ledge, and pressed on while keeping on ear on Zephyr's progress behind him. "And she is to be treated with the utmost respect, Zephyr. Or you will have my teeth at your throat faster than you can apologize."