Duskfire Glacier [m] grace, this is fucking birmingham

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"Hmm.." Lane hummed, sated. For now, at least. 

Her good sense was beginning to return to her, piece by tiny piece. She shook out her pelt, which had become disheveled by virtue of her previous activities. After giving the fur on her shoulders a few good licks, flattening it back into place, she turned to @Wintersbane. For the first time since their encounter began, she found her voice. 

"I.. was actually looking for you to tell you I was leaving," she admitted, meeting his gaze with a small laugh. Their romp had been unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome. Perhaps she would come to think of her rendezvous with Wintersbane as a fun little bookend to her time with the Duskfire wolves.