12-15-2016, 10:51 AM
we’re on each other’s team…
She turns then, and allowing her defenses to drop, she gives herself fully and freely over to him. Reagan allows herself to be cradled by him—pressing her body into his coat, lipping his pelt, and the hair on his neck, rolling her body into his flesh. She is so pleased with the choice he has made.
She breathes in his scent and drowns herself in his care; her voice soft as she speaks to him. “I love you” she whispers, her voice barely audible. Her tail flicks upward, wrapping around his neck and she warps around him, his yin to her yang, and they are plunged into an ethereal grace that spans the test of time. As long as the trees of the Taiga stand strong, there will be a wolf to defend it.
She waits for him to say something—anything. She is content with the moment, but knows that these next moments are in his hands. Wherever he calls her to be; she will follow.
She breathes in his scent and drowns herself in his care; her voice soft as she speaks to him. “I love you” she whispers, her voice barely audible. Her tail flicks upward, wrapping around his neck and she warps around him, his yin to her yang, and they are plunged into an ethereal grace that spans the test of time. As long as the trees of the Taiga stand strong, there will be a wolf to defend it.
She waits for him to say something—anything. She is content with the moment, but knows that these next moments are in his hands. Wherever he calls her to be; she will follow.