Stone Circle He's a tramp

Murdock was usually near the den these days; it was the best place to rest and heal while also keeping an eye on the comings and goings of a certain fluffball. He was not far from Steph when she howled for him, and he wasted no time in bounding to her side, despite the lack of urgency in her call and the pain in his shoulder.

"What's up, little troublemaker?" he asked, bumping his nose against her side as he approached. Although he'd pained himself for no reason, it seemed, he couldn't be irritated with Steph. Rather, he was secretly overjoyed that she liked him enough to want to call for him and see him. She was such a perfect angel.