Blackfeather Woods a distant ship smoke on the horizon

Maegi babbled; he could piece together some of what she meant through his own warped perception and came crawling close, curling his large form around her to hold her. Feeling warmth of breath and the drumbeat of her heart. Here. There. Everywhere. With you. He murmured in to her ear, then trailed a mix of sniffs and nibbles from its base down to the crux of her neck, nesting there.