Swiftcurrent Creek you run on gasoline

Sorry love. <3 Really rough past few weeks with a sick baby.

She continued to study the dark golden wolf – he seemed amicable enough, and she noted the way he eased around her. But she didn’t trust him – she didn’t trust anyone, anymore spare for her mate. Her ear flickered at his introduction and question, and she considered her response for a moment. “Allure,” she finally offered, her own voice lilting as she pursed her lips, not keen on delving too personal. Thus far, he hadn’t gone too far with his questions, though and she stilled, holding her tail closer to her hind so as to keep her scent away from him.

As she considered this – even if Shrike was nearby – she lowered her rear gently to the ground, as if deciding to settle in for idle conversation, even if she was simply shielding herself as best as possible from this unknown man. “Not really, no” She paused, redirecting the conversation. “And yourself?”