Stone Circle A girl worth fighting for

"Good," said Murdock, lifting a paw to rub at his slimy muzzle, a look of minor irritation crossing his face. It was his own fault for inviting her, he thought, but at least he'd gotten his reward. (Sometimes, he still missed bringing home a kill and having Chemukh and the kids there to greet and fawn over him. Stephie helped to fill a hole that had long laid empty.) "I gotta go sleep this off," he declined, not wanting to intrude on Valette's time with her children. He shot her a look that said, don't worry, I gotchya. She didn't have to let Steph down; he could do it himself. "And see Keoni about getting this cleaned up. But you be good for your mama, and maybe I'll be able to stop in again soon. Good?"

He swiped a paw down his muzzle one last time and turned to take his leave, swaying only slightly as he went.