Darling dear

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Minka had been walking with Feral for a while. They had pressed down the mountain and made it towards some kind of prairie. She smiled and bumped into Feral real quick on purpose. "Sooooo, what is your pack like?" She asked almost playfully, her eyes calm and excited. She loved hanging out with him as much as she hated admitting it. She was still awkward around men despite being over her fear. She had learned that much when around Feral. Her light colored fur bellowed from the wind that swept through the prairie.


What was he like before he pressed to 'change his ways'? Who was he before he met her? Was he really going to change for her? Did he like her more than a friend? The questions pressed her mind as she waited for an answer.