Wheeling Gull Isle the songcord

I know, it’s disgusting! Haha, want to fade and have another when he comes home?

Coming home to her sounded glorious, as did having this whole island all to themselves. Caracal wondered if he would eventually miss having others around… but if he had Heda? And the island? (And maybe God too?) Especially if he intended to focus a lot of attention and energy on courting her properly—which he did—then he had a feeling he wouldn’t mind at all.

I know you will, he answered warmly, threading his toes more firmly into the fur growing at her nape and bending forward to peck a kiss to the soft patch of skin between her nose and upper lip.