Dragoncrest Cliffs Choose drugs AND hugs.

The heavy wolf rose to his paws when Phobos nodded. He’d look, then. Grab enough for two, because the thought of food was beginning to make his stomach growl, too. 

He was halfway out the den’s entrance when he heard the words, and offered a silent tail wag in response. Something told him Phobos would be asleep by the time he got back. 

We can close here, or he can come back and they can eat together uwu