Altar of Twilight Never had so[M]eone to call my own

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Holy shit she was touching him just casually. A small imperceptible movement at her brush. He snaked his tongue out to give her an affectionate lick. A purl in his chest before his eyes smoldered back towards the other she wolf draped in shadows with pretty eyes.

Dreven shifted eyeing her. A small hollow braced his chest he fast realized it was guilt. He felt bad for being so jealous when it seemed this she wolf was a sharer like him. He tipped an ear forward.

A low hum in his voice as always drifting towards a sexuality he couldn't quite curb.

That depends on what you think you could offer and what you want in return.

He frowned and looked to Atka again and spoke softly.

I am content here, but Atka is good. Most definitely too good for here. I would feel better if I had someone else on her side. If there is an agreement of sorts we could come too. I'd not have you leave her.

A low note in his voice. It killed him to say it. Left him feeling a bit stricken and absolutely pissed at his own emotions and vulnerability where snow was concerned.