Stroke the Furry Wall

With the never ending duties to attend to around the pack and their numerous children her and Artorias were constantly busy. She never wanted to complain since she was truly living her dream, but sometimes even someone as hard working and dedicated to their family as she was needed a break. That's why when Bowen approached her and Artorias with the suggestion that they take a short trip together to relax it didn't take much to convince her. She was still a little surprised when Bowen wanted to include her in things that involved her and Artorias, but she was always grateful and pleased when she did. Her feelings toward her sister-in-law had changed and evolved so much over the last couple of years and she had grown quite fond of her. There were still times where it was hard for her to share Artorias with her, but she knew that was just the Fatalis in her and there was no reason for her to feel that jealousy.

As they approached the cavern that had been their destination, she grinned a bit to Bowen's warning that it was their last chance to turn back. She didn't know fully what Bowen had planned, but given the fact that Bowen had planned this all out and had even packed some supplies and goodies for them so she knew it was going to be a good time regardless. "No backing out now!" she agreed as she followed Bowen into the shade of the cavern, causing her to blink as she adjusted to the change in light. Bowen led the way, bringing them deeper into the cave that curved and bent further into the earth. Eventually a blue glow up ahead of them pulled her attention and she peeked over top of Bowen's head as they moved into the cavern, revealing the glowing mushrooms that filled the space and covered everything in a soft, mysterious glow. "Wow..." she breathed with amazement, looking around the cavern as she moved toward the center to take it all in.

It was the rustling of Bowen digging through one of the packs that pulled her attention back toward her and Artorias. She watched as Bowen pulled out a bottle and a small packet of something, making her head tip curiously as she watched Bowen combine the two with a shake while Artorias laid out the furs that they had brought so that they would have somewhere to lay. Watching Bowen drink whatever the mixture was didn't exactly inspire confidence, but she didn't turn away the drink when it was offered to her. With a glance toward Art she lifted it to her lips to take a long drink of the mixture, her nose immediately scrunching at the bitter taste. "Ugh, you weren't kidding," she muttered with a little shake of her head. She didn't know what exactly Bowen had selected for them and she hadn't partaken in anything stronger than alcohol since their wedding night, but she trusted Bowen to pick something good for them. She passed the bottle to Art before she went to join Bowen on the furs, rolling onto her back beside her with a contented sigh. Honestly, she was just happy to have a moment to relax.

"Briar Carpathius"