The Sunspire into the woods

The Sea Born headed home. Each paw step agony as the scabs of his pads broke and bled. The inbetween growing with infection. He had managed to stave off most of it and padding it tightly with rushes and seaweed. Though it was almost gone.

He would be glad to be home and also probably not so glad as children would probably come to the hollow in a few short weeks. And that stabbed his heart painfully.

An alluring scent met him. One that wasn't the Widow and yet it still both revitalized and revolted him. And a deep seated shame colored his thoughts.

Why was he so abnormal and further more, why couldn't he be nice about the women. They couldn't help this time.

He was musing over hia abnormalitues and didn't realize he was almost atop the white moon wolf.

He back pedaled. Dis wolf apologizes.

He gave her space, and tried to look anywhere but at her. A tightening in his belly letting him know he wasn't fully immune to the charms of women. But it also made it turn and made him want to run the other way.