Boartusk Heights bailando con la muerte

Her call and smell brought everyone in, even Nivis who stared at her from below, admiring her godly beauty in the moon’s light. Everyone seemed to come closer as well, but those weren’t the ones Nivis cared about. It was always her: Reyna, the woman of his dreams he loved unconditionally in the worst possible way.

His howl came out of his whole chest.

Following her, he showed up from behind her now, bathing in the moonlight with her as his steps slowly led him closer. With his head pressed to her side, he nuzzled her all the way up to her neck, kissing it with care and admiration back and forth before resting his forehead against her cheek. She was so fragile it almost looked like she would faint at any moment, and so to support her call one more time, Nivis announced the formation again right after giving her more kiss.

Good job, my love. I love you.