Moonspear snowfox

His paw touched hers and she felt flush with heat. It abated fast, but it left her head spinning. Confusion sat on her features for a brief moment, before she tucked it away. She gladly took the bark as it was offered to her, holding it as one who has been given a baby unexpectedly, far away and wide eyed.

I am beginning to believe I know even less than I did when I first came here. Tullik mused, bringing the strip closer for her to look over.

I did not learn this. Our homes were temporary. We travelled. She remembered, mostly in the way her young paws had ached, the thousands of steps that had separated one sleep from another.