Dragoncrest Cliffs turning my heart on and off

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He was still walking a little stiff after the battle. He'd received care, but some of the deeper wounds would take time to heal, and the blows from the Rusalka warriors that had launched themselves at Heda had left contusions galore along his body. Nevertheless, the sight of her brought him into a trot; he sucked in a breath at the pain it caused, but forged on, smiling.

Bounkola! Verx greeted, coming to a tail-wagging halt before her. There was something in the air between them that hadn't been there before; he couldn't place it. How're you feeling? Getting enough sleep? he teased, remembering the way she'd wandered through the night, in the days prior to conflict.