Fireweed Rise What does not kill you

I'm waking up enduring my biggest fears

The teeth along his head made it a bit harder to continue tickling her, but he had no want to withdraw completely. He was enjoying himself too much. It had been too long since their last romp. He was certain he wasn't entirely forgiven for leaving, but least things were as they had been between them. That was the thing that had worried him the most.

When her paws pressed into him, eyes locked onto her pale orange. "Of course," he agreed. Then planted a warm lick to her cheek with a smirk, before bounding off. Russet stroked tail flicked behind him,  a sure sign he was up to something.  He picked up a fast trot. "Haven't got all day," he called over his shoulder. Though maybe for once they really did have all day to hunt. Kill two birds with one stone and all that.  As the Lyall continued to pick up speed to remain in the lead it would be short lived. She probably had something in mind, and he would have to follow her as he always seemed to do.

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