Doin' A Heckin' Relax

Since Varushka's arrival in Valta, it seemed that Khranbari was seeing the earthen woman less and less. She hadn't returned to the den and when she did, it was as if all she did was sleep. His thoughts could not process what she was to him. To abandon her for her lack of presence would feel like a betrayal. But, he also knew there were no official ties to her either. They were merely packmates. Two wolves sharing the scent of a place they both called home.

For now, he would wait to see what lies ahead in his future. Not wanting to rush thing; however, he was not one to wait on a woman to figure out what she wanted. Many were cast aside and disregarded in the past for this mere reason.

Khran found himself following the scent of Asla. It wasn't like she needed a body guard. He knew not of who she allied with. This did not stop him from keeping a close watch on her. The borders were marked and patrolled. Food storage filled with meats to aid them through this season. There was not much else for him to do. With a short bark, he sought out the woman who rested inside of the hot springs. The steam coming off the surface a mockery of the fake heat he could see was not that sizzling like the fires of lava.
"Khranbari Chah Fao"