Silver Creek like you've never had before

"good," crooned grayson warmly, despite the icy-intense gaze that rested upon her. it was his duty -- every mans duty, for that matter -- to protect the women in their fold. he would never deny that, and he would always do it. never mind what happened within their fold, but the women would be safe from outsides harm at the least. 

and then another nod from the chocolate man, who gazed upon her fondly. "i trust you will," he said to her with a flick of his tail, "soon enough it will be spring."