Honeyed Pasture in the big rock candy mountains, there’s a land that’s fair and bright
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Why can I not just [at]pack all of Teaghlaigh? That would be so nice.

Argent eyes flicker toward Declan, and Lotte curls her lips briefly to reveal a glint of alabaster fangs — a reminder to the feral Cathán of her rank — but then she pointedly takes a step back. With a significant nod and an almost imperceptible lowering of her broad muzzle, she gives command of the hunt to the Comhlach.

Eagerly now, the Banríon welcomes Hemlock, whiskers quivering as she levels her weight on her hindquarters and playfully snakes her chin and throat across the wise woman’s crimson-furred upper back. Her maw parts to nibble companionably at the ruff where the slope of neck meets crest of shoulder, and then Lotte draws back to utter a low, guttural chuff. They need more — specifically, more muscle. Normally, Lotte would be eager to fulfill such a role; she is a large, athletic wolf. With Arturo’s children growing within her, though, she knows that leaping, shaking, and possibly being kicked could spell disaster.

She issues another imperious chuff, the call of her stomach the hunt too urgent to ignore.




And then they all got together and killed an elk and it was great.
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RE: in the big rock candy mountains, there’s a land that’s fair and bright - by Lotte - April 07, 2017, 09:41 AM