Blacktail Deer Plateau with love, from me to you

[size=x-small]aww i loved it too and yes lets[/size]

Blue herself had once upon a time, thought love was important, but a different kind of love. However, she had found that even a love for a friend could make magic. Granted there was much more to her and Lasher now, a deeper connection and a deeper love, but they were still friends.

She chuckled at his smiles, she imagined he made the younger girls swoon. She herself had never been one to put much stock in a pretty face. Atticus and Lasher were both beautiful men, and she would be remiss if she didn't admit that. However, she did not swoon.

She returned the tail wag, i am glad. It is lonely sometimes with no one to talk too.