Northstar Vale Ima be a love you 'til the day I die kinda man

He noticed—of course he noticed, and she felt a pang of guilt. His muzzle tipped down, a large paw carefully pulling her closer to him, and she allowed her small form to be enveloped by him, placed within the the protection of his embrace as he worriedly questioned her. She pressed an ear to his chest, the thrum of his heartbeat causing her eyes to close momentarily. I’m fine, she offered, chewing at her lip momentarily. Tired, is all.

So caught in his warmth, she did not take notice at what he brought with him, and only when she inhaled deeply once more, her eyes finally slid to the ground before she lifted her head, looking at him with a silent question.