Bearclaw Valley mercury in retrograde

Relief flowed through the earthy wolf's veins, there was no way he would give up on being with his sister, but it was never a good thing to have a white beast threatening your reunion. He hesitantly stepped closer to the svelte figure, completely ignoring the other's presence - because if he acknowledged the other his actions would seem far less masculine. So, pretending the ivory coat was a ghost fit Akuma's standards much more. 

As she nuzzled into his fur, he whimpered. The release he felt at their touch was an ecstasy he never imagined. He took in as much of her scent as possible, basking in the familiarity of his pup-hood. "Stay?" She hadn't spoken a word, he assumed she didn't know how to articulate or even understand many formal sounds, but he'd try. He wouldn't stay if she wished otherwise.