You can go on ahead with that, I will call for her in the next post.
Lightening split the air behind the mates, outlining their figures in a beautifully crooked kind of light. Moments later thunder followed, succeeding in making the female jump and almost loose her footing in the damp earth. She caught up and tried as best as she could to support her male, continuing on in silence towards his den.
Her ears twitched against the harsh cold wind that bit at the back of her neck even though Ezra’s warmth set her skin on fire. Every now and then her bloodied tongue appeared to lick away a stream of fluent blood flowing from above his disheveled eyes.
Only once had the silver youth been to Ezra’s den, but once was long enough since their love had occurred there. The reeds near the stream were soaked and Ever’s pelt twitched violently as the leaves dragged their sticky bodies across it. By the time they had reached the shelter of the dark, soft den under the weeping tree, the rain had started in tiny drizzles. Ever settled her mate down in a soft spot before shaking off a ways away. She came back and tenderly licked his shoulder again and was gently satisfied to see the misty rain wash some excess blood away. But still, she lay her exhausted body down in the dirt in desperation. There was nothing she could do.
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