The Heartwood I'm so used to sharing

@Khasni had slunk from the fight with Malacath. Irritation clear in her body language. Dreven had followed her not to check on her, but to do as promised. He had told her no one but she amd Malacath would step foot into her sacred space and thus he wished to honor that.

He had built her a small cache, because he was certain she'd be hungry after her visit with spirits. And he lounged outside her den. Body taking up more space than was necessary. Brown fur laying easy over dips and vales. Tattered ears fotward and up. He made a regal picture there on guard.