Two hearts are better than one

The boy would hear the sweet call of the one he had become so obsessed with, her flowing dark fur, those deep eyes, and her unmistakable scent. He wanted to call her his from the moment he had set eyes on her, though it had meant something completely different back then. So eagerly the pale monster would find his way towards her call, the vocals had been brought to him on the sea breeze and he was sure she was on the beach.

He had done little since taking up residence on the isle, bits of hunting and more sleeping than he was proud to admit. He had been rather reclusive with being rather sick from the swim over. He had not wanted to give Devya the ailment. Now though, he felt fine and was overjoyed to get to her side. With a little tracking he would follow her sandy foot prints to the hollows of the woods, her form a beautiful sight as he closed the distance between them.

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He would take no time is reuniting their fur, her warmth was all he craved and he would give into her temptation as his head was burried into her neck fur. Did she know that she was all he craved? The only wolf who had his attention. She had not failed him and se had not left him. Nor would he leave her ever. "Hello, my gem." he would whisper as he curled himself tighter around her.?