Larksong Grotto ☾ tléix'

she had accepted his offer. it'd been the first one he'd given in months, a kindness. maybe it was the loneliness that carved deep within him.
he swallowed. she struggled with common tongue. that was just fine, he could do without words for the time being. snowangel even had the grace to take a pawstep closer to him. he'd been sheltered for too long, isolated like a rabid animal, that the warmth of her body sent chills up his rigid spine.
another step. snowangel was brave! the heartbeat of his breast was hoarse, hot breaths of air that came across to inspect her. snout reaching to sniff the lapels at her shoulders, a sweet floral perfume that had his jowls water.
he pulled away once she spoke. nodded his head.
he pointed his snout to the right. this way, and began his trek. slowly, along the rocky outcrops of the grotto. a place he'd known like the pack of his own very paw.