Gilded Bay When the bones are good, the rest don't matter

That was good, because now that she had him here, she didn't want to watch him leave.  Rosalyn let a contented growl thrum out of her throat at his response and wound her way past, leading him with a glance towards the privacy of the cove.

Here they would join, as many times as able, and together perhaps spark life that would provide a future for them both.  

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