Pancakes, Anyone?
01-05-2016, 11:46 PM
He couldn't decide who had enjoyed the night more, but it didn't really matter in the end. Both were satisfied and sleep had quickly overtaken the slate and silver Armada. He'd held the little russet she wolf through part of the night, and by morning she was pressed against his stomach and his head was laid carelessly on his outstretched paws. While Lillie would find her way into wakefulness quite a bit quicker than he did, it wouldn't be long before he felt her stir and she would cause him to come out of slumber. He'd peek his eyes open to look down at her pretty little features, feeling the kisses he'd be loathe to shift but he'd blink his ruby gaze the rest of the way open. Grumbling he'd lean back, rolling onto his side and letting his head rest on the mossy stones. "Just five more minutes, I worked hard yesterday." The sting in his legs was proof of that. |
