strawberry wine

Indigo enjoyed carrying Gypsy but he also wanted to give her plenty of opportunity to grasp and expand her independence. She had been led around on a leash, told when to do anything, she had been an object and that was it. Indigo had the privilege of being able to see her blossom into a beautiful young she wolf instead of the piece of property she had been before. She was still shy and quiet, but that was fine especially compared to the leaps and bounds she had already made. Gypsy moved with him easily now, like they had been navigating the world together for a lifetime. Her steps were no longer as hesitant, but he still had the urge to pick her up and carry her.

”We can keep to strawberries.” He assured her as she offered to pick anything else he desired as well. He had been craving honied strawberries for so long now. He could almost taste them as he thought about it. ”Are you tired at all? Want to find a nice spot in the garden to rest?” While he had been given the all clear for being healed Indigo still felt fatigued every now and then. ”Or would you like to fill up on strawberries first?” He chuckled softly as he led her to the most prolific patch. ”I can already see so many berries.” He teased her slightly.