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He preened at her—eliciting a soft rumble from the petite she-wolf as she allowed herself to enjoy the attention. She would lean to him, every so often grazing her muzzle alongside his neck or chest, whatever was closest in the moment.

I don’t imagine having Towhee and Maxim leave your ranks has helped, she bummed quietly to him, though she felt the two were acclimating to Epoch quite well so far.

After a few moments of his attention she shifted, her own teeth now preening to him, coaxing him to get more comfortable and lay down so she could press upon some of his muscles, hoping to ease some of the ache she imaged he felt. Epoch is settling into a nice rhythm, she offered, gaging his reaction to such.