Blackfeather Woods and when she looked, what could i ail?

very quick post before work.

wintersbane draws in a stilled breath, reveling in her closeness. in the feelings relmyna stirs and inspires within him. devotion. loyalty. desire. the knowledge that he'd die to protect her and her daughters ( despite that he doesn't think he's every formally met her pale child ). effortlessly, his admiration and affection for the listener had grown roots into something deeper. he realizes it now, during the wordless communication of their locked gazes.

he closes the distance this time, reaching forward to brush his muzzle against her's, leaving small nips along her jaw if she allows him; hoping to answer any unasked question she might've been harboring with his touch.

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