one more shot at the future

Their stay in Winterfell would not last much longer, they had offered what little help they could and as Fall rolled back in Vail and her husband were going to head south. Even in the summer the northern reaches were colder, and as the summer began to slip away the albino girl felt a chill run up her. She pushed herself closer to Solor, wrapping her paws around him as she tried to steal more of his body heat. He was already curled tightly around her but Vail wanted him closer. The morning was barely stirring, and they wouldn’t need to leave the den for breakfast for a few hours yet. Vail nuzzled her pale muzzle against Solor’s ear, enticing him to wake if only for a few minutes. ”Solor,” her words were soft, but her voice suggestive. ”Are you awake?”