Whitebark Stream [m] would you love me if I ruled the world?

Veteran joined her soon after, Dione had no doubt that he would come. With promises of preperations made, she was all the more pleased.

Only my best. Sooner or later she would want the hides replaced with furs, and the bones would lose their appeal for antlers. Everything in rotation.

He barely needed to make the request for Dione to shake off the pelts on her own. She was trying not to be impatient, truly, but she had already been waiting for far too long. Licking the back of Veteran's ears, she waited a long moment before speaking again. You know the promise you're making to me, right? She asked.

Breathing in deep, she let his scent fill her senses and take her mind. Her third try at making things work, and she desperately wanted it to. She didn't want Veteran to fail her.