The Heartwood chasing visions of our futures

A playful scoff to his ears. He lifted red eyes to her face. Giving a soft grunt as she leaned further into him. There was a shift in his body to allow her more movement and free laying. She was much smaller than him, and truth be told. He didn't mind her weight upon his body, it was a welcoming feeling.

Dreven licked along the shell of her ear and down past her ruff. A soft chuckle deep in his throat.

That is a worry for a different day. We have a while before then, and you can think on it. I will follow your lead in this quarry, Snow. Because it will be your choice. I can control myself if you ask me too.

And he would and could. It would be hard, gods it would be hard, but he could do it. Because he would not want to foist something upon her that she potentially didn't want yet, or if ever. And besides. He still wasn't sure if he was father material. But that was a problem to discuss on a different day after she made a decision if in favor of.

Snow what do you think of that place we went to visit? Of settling there?