Redtail Rise oh it's not true, i don't wish harm upon you

she moves deeper into the water, just as deep. she touches her nose to his, feeling the stream lap at her outstretched throat. it's an uncomfortably intimate feeling, a killer's loving touch along the jugular before pulling the knife and—

you are mine, Avicus responds. her breath is warm on his muzzle.

doesn't he know this already?

she wonders how much more he needs to understand.