The seasons had stretched long, but somehow, Valiant had found himself in the midst of summer all the same. He returned to the borders of his wife's natal pack feeling weary but satisfied, a bouncy yearling at his side.
He'd allowed her to carry their pelts — but only because she insisted.
"You howl, then," he said, trudging along a familiar path to the dens. "Chatterbox," he added, accusing her without any true intention of chiding her. He knew she wouldn't take it as such, anyway — everything he said seemed to slide right off her back.
He'd allowed her to carry their pelts — but only because she insisted.
"You howl, then," he said, trudging along a familiar path to the dens. "Chatterbox," he added, accusing her without any true intention of chiding her. He knew she wouldn't take it as such, anyway — everything he said seemed to slide right off her back.
live and die on this day,
live and die on this day
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when I get to Tennessee - by Valiant - August 26, 2025, 05:50 PM
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