Strength in Numbers

Spending time with Sitri was so easy. Now that they'd made their way over the 'I like you' hump, being around him just felt natural. It felt right. Wherever he wanted to go, she would go. Today their wanderings led them to Cedar Falls. She'd been here many times but was happy to be here with the red brute for the first time. They made their way up the falls and the dark lady padded out into the water, taking a drink of the cool liquid. She was looking out over the edge of the falls when Sitri's voice sounded behind her and the words weren't for her.

Dusk turned, exiting the water quickly and making her way towards where Sitri stood. The dying light of day illuminated the trio of wolves just enough for her to recognize one of them. An instant growl pulled from Dusk and she set her defenses. She had matching scars on her neck and shoulder thanks to this bastard and his kin. Dusk hadn't heard why they were here, but she could imagine. Lifting her prehensile tail, she shook Whisper into place, fully prepared to lop the heads off of the bastards before her. Sitri beat her to the punch, however. Instantly his dagger was in his maw and blood was flowing. Dusk was impressed, proud and... slightly turned on? What was that? It felt nice to be protected for once rather than protecting.

"Dusk & Sitri"