I Like It Rough

They laughed and giggled together there as they fought, and good for Indy Aslatiel cried uncle before there were any serious injuries. He grinned and carried on but loosened his grip after his victory. Her beaming eyes looked down at him from her place on his chest and he relaxed against the grass below as he gazed up to her. Aslatiel seemed like his whole world sometimes. He loved his family and he loved his garden. Along with aunty Iolaire and Meadow, but of all the wolves in his life it was her that he smiled for the brightest. The one he looked forward to being next to the most. He was complete beside her.

”Alright.” He nudged a dainty paw with his massive purple nose. ”Where’s my kiss?” Was he afraid of getting caught by their father? Absolutely. Would that make the win so much more exciting? No doubt. Was her affection worth it? Ten times over. He grinned up at his sister mischievously, daring her to give him the spoils.