Wapun Meadow tickle that cheek and take your throne.

Etienne had nothing but heart to offer the wolves of the hollow. It was all he could give. And he did his best. Loyal and steadfast.

He knew Anselm would be furious, but he also knew Anselm had a soft heart for little girls. They reminded him of his sister. And he also knew that Anselm knew Eti would never leave someone alone if they needed him. And if he didn't he hadn't been paying attention.

Etienne almost buckled but he forced himself to continue. Golden eyes intense and stormy. Focused on the task at hand. Beautiful in his tender heartedness. His mother's son. And he didn't care if anyone thought it wrong.