i can tell that we are gonna be friends

*Motif* · 07-21-2020, 04:11 AM

She stiffened in surprise when she felt the boy close the distance between them. Heat infused her cheeks, despite the innocence of the moment. A boy, snuggling her, on the outskirts of the pack border? Whatever would her mother think. Oh, but how the thought hurt. Instead, she considered Rhyme, awkward, yet stern, as he perhaps tried to give her the talk, and killed them both with embarrassment, the image teased out the smile thoughts of her mother had chased away.

After a moment, she relaxed bringing her very long tail around to offer as a comfy cushion for her friend. Something she sometimes did herself. It was easily long enough to prop under her chin. “There's nothing I want more” she whispered back.

She was going to have to talk to Theory tomorrow, and see what she thought of Motif making friends with a Winterfell wolf. She couldn’t hurt her sister, and nor did she want to give up this friendship.

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