Fox's Glade jalada

"i am glad you rested," silvertongue murmured, raising a paw to place on his muscular forearm. "please let me know if you do not recover. we have a garden of herbs." her touch lingered, going on; at last she broke it and focused herself. "akavir and i have ended our relationship. i know you are like a hermano to him, a brother. but i cannot see you at the creek. only — mm, here." silvertongue did not think arric would accept, but offered a small, true smile all the same.