Nova Peak yon peche [m]

in val rose a warring dualism he'd never experienced. it was not his first season, and mireille was not the first wolf to carry such flagship scent. he was compelled to crowd her, to nip -- a strange and sudden urge that was so very unlike him.

she stretched in the manner of a cat. val buried his urges deep, unsettled and unwilling to get much closer. but he was so very relieved to see her, for it worried him greatly to lose any more of his family.

for a time he had mourned @Njord and @Meerkat. for a time, he had worried he'd learn to mourn mireille too.

he let loose a great sigh which nearly folded his body. it be good to see you. i was worried.