Rising Sun Valley Wake me

“Men are fairly tolerable,” She gave shrug to a bony shoulder, “ in small doses.” She added with sardonic grin.

“Rev, you’ve got an infinite number of roads you can take. Are you going alone?” Her gaze rested on Reverie, “Or is ‘he’, beside you? And if he is,” she gently prodded the girl’s flaxen chest with a shadowy paw, “you owe it to him to talk to him. Don’t hang your happiness on waiting for him to bring it up.” She softly held her dark cheek over the girl’s own, the most reassuring touch her flighty affliction would muster.

“Frankly- he’s crazy if he isn’t happy being with you.” Reverie was the wolf who, at every turn, had shown Tauris compassion. She was the good in this world. She deserved her peace, Tauris wanted to see that she got it.