Toxic Rain

Rain bit back a chortle of laughter at her outbust and cleared his throat. “Let’s just…Get you inside.” He managed to mutter, forcing himself to remain as composed as possible to help the lioness get into the castle. Malleus seemed more than pleased with him and he wondered if it was too early to discuss having him moved to a higher rank. So far he had grown well in the empire and he intended to have everyone know it, particularly the brutish male that had accosted him. He pressed his shoulder against the lioness, hoping to act as a sort of crutch for her should she need it although he knew he would barely reach her shoulder standing at full height.

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