Swiftcurrent Creek homage

Morning. Reverie nodded, and inched closer to Jakoul's other side, the side without the pups. If the new mother allowed it she would curl up there and stay with her through the night, a source of warmth and comfort. She would just have to explain to Lestan in the morning why she had not returned. Maybe he would come to see the pups. That was a sweet thought, and the one she held to as the night wore on and grew lonely in the absence of her lover.