— Made a few assumptions, let me know if I should change them!
The night at the lookout had been calm and quiet. When his eyes opened at sunrise, Damien knew it would be best to slowly start making their way back to the basin with the elk before the temperature rose again. Despite that, he didn’t say a word, mostly due to Astred still being sound asleep and pressed up against his front. He lay almost motionless, simply breathing in her scent and relishing the tranquility of it all. Besides, the guardian seemed to appreciate his closeness while it lasted.
After she awoke and Damien was done with his morning complaining, it didn’t take long for the two to eat their fill and tear decent amounts from the wapiti to carry back to the pack. Damien settled for a meaty chunk of leg and thigh, crimson once again staining his pelt. Perhaps he could gift it to Stephan or Claes’ and Anna’s mother. He didn’t know exactly when whelps began to lose their teeth, though he assumed some kind of bones to chew on would be appreciated in case it was soon.
The heat beat down onto his hide. Absolutely awful and cruel. At least Astred’s backside was there to distract him from it.
What. It was just there, okay?
Feb 06, 2018 11:58 AM
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