Haunted Wood A New Beginning

She speaks when they’re far enough from the pups and he nods to her sentence with an exhale through his nose that could be considered a laugh. “Yeah. Never can for some reason.” He shrugs.

Yet as he looks upon her in the pale moonlight he grins. “Wanted to come rile you up.” He challenges, weaving into her path to bump shoulders with her. Craning his neck over enough to nibble the fur along her neck and jaw, ending it with a lick to her muzzle. “I had a dream about you anyway. So I thought I’d come see ya.”