Dragoncrest Cliffs my salvation lies in your love

To her absolute surprise, the dark form of her beloved nomi approaches the den with a prize dangling from her jaws. Blixen is on her feet in a second as soon as her mother drops the rabbit. She wiggles and whimpers excitedly as she is showered in messy kisses—they're her absolute favorite part of nomi, aside from the other favorite parts which is pretty much all of nomi. The affirmations of love between them are in the simple moments like this. She imagines her brothers are still sleeping soundly behind her, and she selfishly glad that she doesn't have to share Thuringwethil's attention for now.

She smushed her nose into the large wolf's cheek and bit her chin playfully in an instinctual desire to submit to her. "Nooo-wee." The little firebug sing-songed in her high-pitched toddler voice. "Nomi." She giggled, little ears flicking back as she looked upon her mother's broad face with a toothy smile.