wichnes

last for me! <3

an apologetic look passed to him. "i imagine she just hasn't met a lot of good men, you know. they don't seek them out, really." but her vague curiosities about mireille's pack must now wait, for she would rest.
beneath caracal's watchful attention, she would find a place away from the borders to curl and sleep a while, dreaming of the four moons over sweetharbor.