Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

Iolaire was quick to deny his suggestion, but he hadn’t really expected any different from her. She was much more realistic about the progress he made in the short amount of time, and was sure he wouldn’t make it even a quarter of what he estimated. Io had been far from joking when she said his wounds would take time. However much he felt disappointed she made it up to him with her unabashed affection.

The pair of them had taken to each other easy, little affections, gestures of comfort and support. They were shared easily between the two silver marked wolves. Verdant green gaze rested on her delicate features as she promised that he could repay her kindness later. Roan nodded softly but with determination, he wouldn’t let her work go to waste.

She slipped away from him after rewrapping her paw, he hoped she wasn’t lying when she told him that she wasn’t in distress. Though he was sure when they got back going he would be on the lookout for her limp. Surely if he asked they would stop, he could force Io to take a break. ”Take it easy,” he asked of her quietly.