Wapun Meadow blood axe

the rex's teasing earns him a sideways glance from tvar, a begrudging smile playing on his face. he wasn't above admitting his affections. deeply romantic, he was! so, with a laugh, he replies: it is. it's a short response, but one that was good as his tail sweeps at his hocks.

listening to the crunch of snow underfoot as the two of them patrol the length of the valley, one or the other occasionally stopping to spray piss on a passing tree or dead shrub. she's the last woman i thought i'd be with. an admittance, but it betrayed nothing ugly or rude.

he had always imagined himself with some soft, dainty woman—ending up with towhee jr, well, it was a pleasant turn of events. unlike @Cole, who seemed to have a type, tvar was glad he didn't have to dedicate the rest of his life to playing knight in shining armor. how nice it was to have a wife capable of bulling through the toughest of bastards!

aye, he elbows the man, we could very well be in-laws in the coming years.