Duskfire Glacier the phantom pain

His reaction brought some ego to the surface, Dione unable to hide her smile.

Not anymore, I'm only visting. Same as you, I'm guessing? He was cute! And looked like he'd had just the right amount of inches shaved off. Dione took a brisk trot forwards to meet him, tail swaying with the rythym of a content woman.

He had that familiar lonely smell to him, someone who had been alone for some time. You can call me Dione.