Swiftcurrent Creek Men suffer more from imagining too little than too much.

cameo!

With Chusi’s heat having faded away, Koji was left with a high that lasted maybe five seconds before it morphed into a major migraine. His head now clear and no longer um, under the influence as he liked to call it, was jumbled with all the stupid shit he had pulled over the last few days. So yeah, him and Chusi had done the nasty like he always thought they would, only it happened during her heat and that of course raised a whole new list of concerns. Although his main priority for the moment was making sure that his inky ugh, friend or whatever she was to him, was ok. He didn’t want what had happened between them to change their friendship, but he knew it was naive of him to think that they could just go back to their daily routines and pretend like nothing happened.

So after getting some much needed rest, Koji set off in search of Chusi only to find her in the company of that lady with the really unnecessarily complicated name. He instantly stopped in his tracks and spun on his heels, hoping to get out of their line of sight before they spotted him. He still planned to stick around just in case things took a nasty turn, because if he was in Durnehviir’s position he certainly wouldn’t be pleased, but for the most part he intended to hang in the background out of sight and out of mind.