Redsand Canyon The balance in me split by three

He thinks Derg is mad at him. The aura is just a bit tense. Or perhaps that’s just Donovan. Anyhow he’s nodding softly. “I did. The rest is true.”

Then he’s smiling slyly, inching closer to the other male. In an attempt to lick and nuzzle at the spot just under his jaw. He hums softly, almost suggestively into the fur there. “Don’t kill me in my sleep, peaches.“ He chuckles slightly.