Two Rivers Isle [m] hooked on a feeling

Icy eyes would stray to the mountains—called not only to such heights because of his birthright but also to the children he knew he had left behind them—guilt plucking away upon his heartstrings once more. Something, he knew, he would always contend with—but he did not believe it had been a wrong choice. Not, after all, in the end, for all of them.

This was confirmed to him when the freckled features of his beautiful mate swept forward—calling for him—excited enough to stir an arched brow from the larger silver man, curiosity blooming on his lips with a tentative grin.

He was about to question what she had discovered—after all, they’re exploration of the isle was fresh, and held with promise… but the gentle wind swept her scent to him, and he blinked in surprise—the grin on his muzzle turning more crooked as he narrowed his eyes playfully on her. “Wait… Really?”

Stress had not been on their side prior—but he knew her desperation for children—his own for a life to build and ensure a legacy. Perhaps… this place was about to give them a little bit more of what they hoped for.