Hideaway Strath I want to do all the things your lungs do so well
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Kynareth’s mind has been going into a reel. It shoots everywhere. From more brutal things like planning the upcoming war to the softer side of his wandering mind like his children, Simmik, the well being of his pack. It almost drives him crazy, yet he is not new to responsibility of such kinds, he just doesn’t know what to do with himself when the thoughts just won’t cease.

So after his own patrol of his Strath, he seeks out his love. Nose to the ground, in the air too, as he moves this way and that trying to find and follow her trail. Finally he perks up as he finds it and he’s quick to trail behind her. Tail wagging the snow off his hips at just the thought of her.

Only when he sees her it wags harder, his retched dog half betraying him always. Trotting up to her he chuffs you let her know that she isn’t alone, followed by a long, borderline teasing, “Simmik~.”

Moving to brush against her side he lavished her in attention, licking her face and ears soothingly. “How are you, darling? You look beautiful, as always.” He chirps softly, golden eyes full of passion gaze down to her.
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RE: I want to do all the things your lungs do so well - by Kynareth Deagon - February 02, 2021, 02:02 PM