The Heartwood Love only left me alone

in an ideal world, she would keep him forever.

she did not fancy the idea of them being anything official. she did not look at him as if he was an angel sent from above. she cherished most the rugged nature of him, how she could feel as wild as she was with him. no need to put on any airs.

but soon the work was done of tending to his fur and her gut churned with unease to think of him away.

not so forsaken. she dared to rasp in the crook of his neck.