Noctisardor Bypass I think I’m doing alright.

Etienne was distracted by the small leaf. And knowing that Anselm didn't belong to him. He was vastly trying to avoid looking at the male. And taking in all that was him.

He finally turned with a small smile and shifted, walking over. Light steps. Golden gaze on the patch. He sniffed and nodded.

Dat would work well. O' dis is furrows.

he took a sandy colored paw and ran it through the dirt making almost a tunnel in the dirt.