Sunset Valley you are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Sega eased down beside her, pale fur brushing her flank as he folded his long legs. He let his head rest across her hip, heavy but gentle, a low breath slipping from his chest.
For a moment he only listened to her heartbeat under him, slow and worn but steady.
Where you go… after? he asked, voice soft, rough-edged. His golden eyes stayed closed, but the words were more than a question— an unspoken offer. That maybe she didn’t have to go alone.