Blacktail Deer Plateau now the vale of those who mourn

edit: i do the same LOL

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he tensed as she nipped at him, finding pleasure in the press of her lips against his skin, and let his breath flicker through the fur along the side of her throat before returning the gesture with a gentle bite. passing his tongue across it to soothe the sting, lasher dipped his crown until his mouth touched her shoulder, breathing in her delectable scent, though he intended not to lose himself until the crucial moment.

he found it easy to kiss the willow, to draw her body against his own and bask in their shared warmth — he had loved her as a companion before, and what transpired on this night would not change that, only perhaps deepen it.