Dawnlark Plains I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.

He wasn't surprised by his heat, and Aviana figured as much. Maybe a younger wolf might be confused by her new scent, but Grayday was a seasoned male who knew exactly what it meant. She appreciated that he was relaxed and on her level. While she didn't think he could ever hurt her, it just gave her the extra proof so that she could relax.

She smiled as his praise, and even allowed herself to hope for next year. She wasn't so much of a pessimist that she wouldn't. Could you put in a good word for me? she joked. Aviana didn't have a religion, didn't think of the afterlife, and didn't really believe there was any outside force that controlled her destiny, aside from just nature. But, it didn't hurt to think that it might help her.