The Tangle She says the joys of life are lost among the living

She’d expected she might likely cross paths with someone along the way, and if that someone was someone she knew, she might have to explain. It was no secret that Chacal had returned to the pack in high spirits, but she did keep to herself the name of the one who had stolen her heart. 

But when she caught sight of him, recognizable within a moment, she could not believe her luck. Surely, he had come here, drawn toward where she lived as well. She flattened her ears and bounded toward him, tail flinging in broad circles behind her as she swept through and over the budding brush, to willingly lean herself into his embrace with a happy giggle.