Stone Circle Den Pals

he did not laugh like she feared, he did not turn his back on her or sneer. he was quiet until she finished. krypton could feel the anticipation build within her chest and entire body. the anticipation of being laughed at after she spoke. but it never came to be heard. the buildup of anxiety soon left as chaska spoke.

his words reassured her, his words silenced her. his nudge made her feel something she hadn't felt in a long time.

loved.

Krypton felt herself lurch forward a bit, engulfing chaska in her wolfy hug of resting her head and neck near his, atop his shoulder blade. salty tears rolled off her face, though most were absorbed on her face, and landed on his fur. "thank you-" she whispered, her breathing hitched like a gasp for air. chaska was one of the wolves krypton bonded with quickly (After saving his sorry butt after he fell down the mountain). he was one of the closer wolves she connected with and found him to be one of the most trustworthy wolves she's met so far.