Whitefish River Spring Fever

it was hard to watch her.

although to comfort her was a dangerous game, but if she did not move away or usher him away, he sought to do just that. offer a gentle nudge to her shoulder, let his nose linger in the soft of her neck fur.

i'm sorry you didn't find what you wanted, malila. soft spoken, whispered into her furs if she had not corrected him on such closeness. his heart thudded in his chest. concerned, anxious, excited, nervous.