The only girl that could talk to him

N/A · 12-17-2015, 10:38 PM

ooc: Set between their last thread and the fight he had with Mercy

Gethin had a collection of rabbits hanging from his muzzle as he began to make his way back toward the den that he and Isolde had been sharing as of late. He didn't feel the need to keep his side glued to hers so much any more, but the possessive feelings he had over her hadn't dulled in the slightest. He kept the both of them fed pretty well, though as the winter wore on he noticed that he was having to travel a little further every time to find food. Sometimes he took Isolde with him since she had turned out to be a fair hunter in her own right, but today he went out alone.

He was reminded of their first night together when he had come back the following morning with the same sort of meal. He chuckled a little at himself. If he didn't know any better he'd think that he was being domesticated by Isolde. He saw her near their den and of course made his way over to her, setting the kill on the ground a few feet away before coming over to nuzzle against her cheek, his muzzle tipping up in the same movement to nibble at her ear. He had never been a man of many words, but she had heard more of them from him than perhaps anyone else. "How are you feeling, my queen?"

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