Black and Gold
09-24-2013, 11:27 AM
| Claire Aobhinne |
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The soft brush of Demonio's fur against her body made Claire jump a little, mismatched eyes locking on his frame as a smile flickered across her features. She was lucky to have found a friend such as the male who stood before her. And if her heart leaped a little when he passed by her, well, that was her business. No one else's. Even her brothers would not know; they seemed to be busy with girls of their own, at any rate. Her thoughts turned slightly sour at that, though in truth, she was happy for Cael, and was glad that he had found someone who could love him in all of his purity. Demonio and Chrysanthe would converse swiftly, with the white male cleaning her wounds, before he would return to her side, and Claire pressed herself against him as he settled down beside her. Cael made his appearance shortly after that, and Claire found herself seated between her two favorite wolves, and she breathed a soft, blissful sigh as she nudged Cael lightly. "How's it going?" She whispered to him, tail wagging contentedly, though she felt silent as soon as Chrysanthe spoke, giving her full attention to her Alpha. Joy rushed through Claire's thoughts as Chrysanthe spoke her name. She and Demonio would be warriors! Claire turned a brilliant smile upon her companion, looking purely delighted by this development. "Glaciem's going down," Claire grinned, tail wagging joyously as she sat between her two favorite males. Speech, |