Rising Sun Valley [m] reckoning

(invisible) cameo!

Creeping, withering, hating Winter’s Wake watched distantly as the two figures entwined.

One unfamiliar to him, the other… the other!

His heart wailed to watch. Jaw clenched in agony; claws cut through snow and frozen ground as he rooted himself there, afar; snowmelt fur bristling. All of him an insidious eye of burning. Somehow aggrieved.

It did not matter that he had come with the same intentions! Had followed her pirouetting scent as instinct bade! He was allowed. Such a thing meant nothing to the winterwolf. But to him— this!

He looked on until irreparably maddened. Until all sense of balance had gone, repulsed by the smell of heat, by the sight of desire and carnal flesh melding.

Slinking, dying, unstringing, he abandoned his view and returned to shadow.