Heron Lake Plateau Lost some pieces I can't replace

She moved in closer and he had to agree - it was nice.  He'd missed the warmth of close contact, and he hadn't had a friend close enough to share it with in a long while.  Even with siblings, the Blackthorns weren't much of a cuddle fam - the older Blackthorns at least.

"It is," he said, laying his head down with a small exhaled sigh. He could feel her teeth combing the fur at his shoulder and it was relaxing as shit.  Ok, her turn.  If he was doin the hospitality thing then he was at least gonna do it right.  So he lifted his head and, leaning over, began returning the favor, grooming the fur near the base of her ears and around the back of her ruff.