woman on fire

OMG I'm here! Sorry for the delay!

They had made it -- the thought was not only reassuring to the large male, but somewhat surreal, given Paarthurnax was suddenly back from the supposed dead. It awed him to no end -- he would steal glances to the fiery she-wolf as if disbelieving it to be true, though he would not allow his gaze to linger too long, lest Bazi take it the wrong way.

With their mother home, Scimitar and Bazi had been placed to the back burner in a sense for the boys. It was to be expected, but it did sting -- though it also freed up quite a bit of time for the two young lovers.

His insatiable mate lay cradled in his embrace then, albeit haphazardly after another session. She was ravenous at times, and at her question, Scimitar felt himself smile, though with his cheek pressed in to the ground from exhaustion of their new home, he did not know if she could see it. "I have no doubt," he murmured then, hoping his words to be true. Bazi had wanted nothing more than to be a mother for as long as he had known her.

Now, nestled on Nova peak, this was their chance to raise a family away from the dangers that had seem magnetized to the Creek.