Moonspear island smiles and cardigans

Slavik just smiled and shrugged at her thanks, No problem, he said as he watched her take hold of his kill. He wasn’t that hungry yet, but he would probably go get something of his own later. Maybe she’d even want to come with, if she was into that kind of thing.

To Slavik’s first question Speedy sort of beat around the bush, until she gave him a reluctant reply a little later. She was doing ok. Slavik felt a tug of guilt; why hadn’t he come visit her more often? He shuffled closer to her to sniff at the wound on her neck, and found it was healing but still present. The sunshine boy rarely felt anger, but he truly wanted to snap at the wolf who had done this to Speedy. Especially since it was her, who had not a cruel bone in her body. I wish I’d been there to protect you, he said, with a tender lick across her neck.

Speedy moved on to the fun thing he’d spoken of. Well he didn’t have anything particular in mind, but the pair had always managed to make their own fun before. They’d surely figure out something. I don’t know, he said, and stood to pace around while she continued to eat, we could go for a hunt if you’re up for it, or if you wanted something way more fun we could play snow wars, he suggested with an eyebrow raised, and his signature grin lighting his face.