Blacktail Deer Plateau i'll make a cup of coffee for your head

And reyson was doting as he could be. Carried her burden. Smoke more than he had in some time, but he also sensed he guard and tried to dial it back just a bit. there was a happy medium, between being doting and being overbearing and with Meadow he needed to move slow. And not for the first time, he thought the male before was an asshole and if he ever met him, he'd take a chunk out of his hide and call him a fool.

No, we can speak with leisure. Perhaps not of our other allies, but the allieship with our two packs.

Reyson lay her burden at her paws, brushed a paw across her own and then retreated. To stand stalwart and guarding at her side. He didn't know what to expect, and he didn't want to be off guard in case of anything.