Bearclaw Valley because i caught feelings

Well, what did she expect? To not be taken aback? To not have lost her breath? To not have suddenly found the urge to vomit and pee and scream all at once? Indra came bounding up with her usual energy and joyful gallop, greeting the ever stiff Blondine with an affectionate bump. Soon after the two of them collided, she did settle into her friend's embrace, taking in a deep whiff of her missing scent.

Told 'ya I'd come back, she cooed, nuzzling her snout further into Indra's fur, I couldn't stay away for much longer. Taking a step back, Blondine bent down and pushed the flowers toward Indra, I've found these for you. If wolves could blush, best believe Blondine would have been red as a radish. 

I think I ought to tell you something, Indra.