Dragoncrest Cliffs freaking booties speaking to the cuties so belligerent

the marish squeal behind him announced his prank was well aimed — but any joy he felt was thieved as he realized his aim had been a little too sure. the welt of dirt across chacal’s face and the well of  water in her insulted eyes told him he’d caught her full bore.

for de highness. val declared in his best erzulie imitation, placing the thick bough of a deer haunch he’d found at chacal’s feet with a grand flourish and an almost apologetic look.

forgive him?? y/y

their rough play rounded out to a patrol of the borders. val would relive this moment for a long time -- few wolves understood him the way chacal did, and there was a comfort in her presence he treasured forever.

fading here <3 hope that is ok! would love an updated one soon :D