Hushed Willows [BWP] Epilogue

Bit of powerplay, let me know if it's not ok!

It was late, and Reverie was sleepless again. She kept herself tucked close to @Boone, as she always did, shivering lightly every now and then. She loved winter and was looking forward to it, but Reverie was not a cold weather wolf. Her coat never thickened quite enough to keep her from feeling the chill. So her husband was her source of warmth in the night, and often the victim of cold feet pressed against his chest and belly.

She was stealthily sliding her forepaws into his chest fur when a flicker of movement caught her eye. Reverie froze. She turned her head very slowly, chin dragging along her bed and coming to a rest when she had a full view of the little room she shared with Boone. Again she saw movement, and her ears stood to their full height. Blossom, maybe? But then she saw the glint of a single pale gold eye. No — no, that wasn't Blossom at all!

Reverie let out a little shriek and abruptly glued herself back to Boone's chest, burying her face against him until it was all darkness and she could no longer hear anything but his heartbeat. It isn't real. It isn't real. It isn't real.