The Dawn is Breaking

Frith certainly would be of no help as she pointed out that the morning was here. He had promised, or more a fact she had made him promise they would be here only until the sun had risen and currently he was breaking that promise. Of course she too was to blame, having made no effort to move herself either, comfortable and calm here within their secret little hideaway, shut away from all but her mate.



She would find herself leaning into his touch rather than away from it as her mind told her she ought to do. They should head back down from the falls, make their way to their main den and yet he made it increasingly difficult to do so. "We should go..." She would murmur softly and yet the suggestion was delivered weakly as she succumbed to her husband and still found herself unwilling to leave.