Hushed Willows she smoked me whole and blows out Os

Hearthwood. A name as gentle as the wolves that inhabit it: or at least the two he'd met so far. Yeah, he breathed wistfully, and made one of a dozen onceovers since he'd came.

An invitation was extended, and who was he to deny? There wasn't much else life had to offer. And maybe, Abel though with a quick swipe of the tongue, they'd have something to soothe the everlasting twist in his gut.

So briefly he nodded, ready to follow the woman wherever she may lead.