Wapun Meadow Warmth

Her heart nearly skipped a beat as he spoke, and she felt compelled to follow. Her paws nearly began to move without any thought necessary. She had yet to see his paws move so gently.

If he insisted on giving her such a thoughtful gift, she could not refuse. "You really are sweet, Frederick." Milan savoured this, already looking forward to their future meetings.

She was alone in the valley, until the rest returned from the Great Hunt at least. The company of another was a pleasant change of pace after her lonely border patrols.