Hushed Willows A Silent Retreat

Though Wake could not help the sting of disappointment from cutting their conversation short, he would not see Kirain’s curiosity cowed, if he could help it. Never apologize for asking questions, he reassured the snowpelt. But rest first, interrogations later. I will reward your curiosity with as much knowledge as I can afford.

The winterwolf extended his limbs with a soft groan and then relaxed his body. He closed his eyes, yet almost rhythmically his ear not pressed against the ground would twitch, as if listening to their surroundings for danger.

And only when Kirain’s breath had at last softened to the tempo of sleep, did Wake allow himself to doze off after her.