Larksong Grotto joyland

their meeting was gentle, silent; vuk folded herself against him and let her eyes close, breathing out the pain of their earlier words and inhaling the fragrance of reek's fur. here was where she had always belonged, and it hurt her to hear his sob. slowly her own tears began a silent cascade over the tremble of her lips; she buried her muzzle more deeply into his ruff and let her own soft cries be muffled there. why they must hurt, she did not know, but the path of larksong was closed to her own, and all that remained was the agony of love between them.