Swiftcurrent Creek We could dance our tears away, emancipate ourselves

Reverie noticed immediately when Arric began to stir, and her tail thumped the ground softly as she waited for him to wake up fully. Good morning! She smiled brightly at him and reached out to kiss his nose if he'd let her. It was an unspoken rule that any wolf who entered her den would be subjected to her affections until they left.
I brought you food, She gestured to what she'd brought with one paw. How are you feeling? Her eyes flitted over his wounds briefly as she questioned him. He looked no worse than he'd been, at least.