Stone Circle Rest like you belong here with your damp hair, with your chest heaving

“We’ll make it happen,” she promises. “Blossom is always welcome here, anytime. No questions asked. Especially if you and Boone ever need a weekend away,” she arches a playful brow.

Her heart twined with sadness at the idea of Reverie going away again. But she also knew she had to make peace with the idea that the valley was only a temporary home for her. Her life was woven now with Boone’s.

“I’ll look forward to your visits, then. And I’ll bring Swift and Kat to you, when I can,” she draws herself up and presses her nose into the short gilded fur at her ear. “I love you always, my friend.”

Her first one.