Stone Circle Write down my poems for the few

Steady, too, heard the call, and turned himself around to head to the borders. He picked up Valette's scent along the way, and picked up his pace, not wanting her to be alone and greeting strangers. He had been quite protective of her as of late, not wanting to leave her for very long. It was instinctive, something in his gut, that told him not to veer to far from her.

So, it wasn't but a few moments after she greeted the stranger that Steady slid up beside her, his tail waving over his back to show his status, one ear perked towards the stranger and the other cocked towards his mate. His expression showed interest in what the other female was doing here, even as his body naturally stiffened just a little in anticipation of a fight that might never happen. Still, history had him expecting the worse while hoping for the best.