Sleepy Fox Hollow Last long enough to go extinct,

Etienne held his secrets, his longing tight within the recesses of gentle hesrt. Hesrt that broke easy over and over. For those in pain and wouldn't it be the same for love.

Etienne knew his longings, his hidden desires and wants and needs would never see the ligjt of day. Unless he was pushed, forced one day to speak aloud that which he shouldn't or perhaps couldn't.

Those sunset eyes met his in blazing glory and Anselm was off. Etienne took a gulping breath and followed. Lith lean breaking vegetation. Keeping up well and moving into position to flank the other side. The sun blazing on fur of sand, he raced the wind and now kept his gaze on the beast that ran in front of them.