King Elk Forest Every heart has its own skeletons

she moved to meet him on graceful limbs, and it was only in that moment that he realized just how delicate women were. his eyes roamed the shape of her figure before latching tightly to her eyes. she knew well enough to dip her skull to him before she closed the full distance that had spread between them. harrison looked down at her with a crooked smile and a flagging tail.

effie had done well in their fold; she had learned her place quickly. for some it was easy, and for others it seemed as though the task was the hardest they would ever face in their lives. there had once been a time when the pale snake had worried for addison and her willpower. even she had done well to even herself out. if his sisters harbored any feelings of ill will toward their role in their world, harrison would have never known it.

“it's good to see you too,” he returned in a tone that was laced with standard harrison charm. with his crooked grin and proud features, he cut an impressive shape. “sure, a walk through the woods sounds like a good time.” with that, he motioned with his muzzle for her to fall in line beside him as he set out into the heart of the forest.