Northstar Vale Tell my friends I Don't miss you

A brush of his muzzle to the top of her head—much like a tender kiss. She wished for a moment she was not so maimed—that she could pull him forward for something more meaningful—more heated. Awakened, perhaps, by what had transpired at the lake—but she was partial to not ripping open the careful healing done by Antigone and Tamar, and for now, she would accept this.

“Just… Make sure you don’t push aside your feelings to tiptoe around me, Reyson…” She paused, her thoughts drifting back to the days of her previous companions—previous friends—previous packs. “I promise I’m not as delicate as you seem to believe me to be.”