Deepwood Weald rising

that provoked a grin from the jaded serpent; he flopped onto his side and snapped playfully at the air in belharra's direction. "they'll have their hands full with you, that's for fuckin sure."

with spring upon their hides, he supposed it made sense for the rough woman to seek out a pack. she wasn't exactly the maternal type, but the season came for you all the same. that's where he came in, asmodeus noted uncomfortably. 

"i never thanked you for patching me up. that was real nice," he went on, tail thumping once against the earth.