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i decided this table could double as a romantic one! wc: 222
It was storming outside - these days, it normally did, but today worse than usual. The winds howled outside Skye's small yet quaint and comfortable house, and the snow was being thrown everywhere by the gusts. She had dragged Cheddar and Jack into her house after many complaints - and stubborness in the case of the horse. He had a very strong personality, but she was glad Liliana had traded him to her - she loved the old horse, even though he was sometimes rude and disrespectful to the wolf.
As for Cheddar, she was adorable and sweet. She had taken to Skye like no other animal had, and she found herself falling in a new kind of love - a cheesy, goaty sort of love. She took Cheddar everywhere she went, afraid that someone might steal her precious. Bangle could grumble and mumble all he wanted, but Skye loved that goat. She did, of course, love Bangle more, which was why she was snuggling in bed with him at that very moment.
Bangle's house was wooden, and even though it had that protective tree, she didn't trust it to hold the coywolf safe and sound, so she had dragged him over to her safer, stone house to spend the short storm. It would blow over soon, but Skye enjoyed Bangle's company.