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Iho lowered himself down to the dens floor, giving her room to work. She worked slowly and carefully through his coat. Brushing him, applying oils to any parts that couldn’t immediately be brushed, and trimming anything that was too split or messy to be dealt with in any other way.

“Kitty!” she reported indignantly, glaring over at the white wolf at her paws. She was tempted to bite him, but a Princess wasn’t petty. Well, at least not in public. Here, in the privacy of her den, there would be no witnesses. No one to believe him. She reached over and nipped at his ear, tugging on it for good measure. “I don’t think even I can work miracles like that” she told him primly, before relenting with a grin. “I can’t make you what you already are” she added, releasing his ear and smoothing it down with a paw. She took a break from brushing him to rest her head against the back of his neck. He smelled like home now. Like her den, and oils, with hints of seasalt and wild mint. He smelled good.


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