Shadewood You're lovin' this bad boy sh-

Dreven tried to break enough of a path that Atka didn't have to struggle. She was smaller than him after all. By a lot. The snow fell down quickly and softly. Painting him in stripes of white, before it melted.

He could feel her eyes tracing along his body and his seams and he had to hide a small smile. He was glad she found him easy and good to look at. There was a constant fight in him to turn and gaze back at her, but he knew were he to do that, nothing would get done. Though he thought longingly of the deer pelt they had left behind.

Dreven got the scent as she did and lifted his head, a growl already bidden upon his lips. He looked around and quickly circled back to Atka. Red eyes staring into the gloom around them, shoulders tense.

show yourself. His voice low and dangerous.