He caught a look of forlorn thought and wondered what had crossed her mind, but said nothing of the matter. Instead he smiled at the collie woman fondly, amused by her flirtation. It had been so long since a woman had given him such attention and Gabriel had to admit he found it entertaining. A dark eyebrow lifted in response to her own egomania, but his tail wagged behind him once.
Unfortunately, she was not here for his sole entertainment. Gabriel advanced slowly, settling onto his haunches. His exposed shoulder had begun to heal, and the stitches had since been removed. It was clear he was healing, but the muscle underneath was still sore and painful. The Aquila grunted and frowned sourly. “It’s a lot better now,” he argued lowly, hoping she would not make an ordeal out of what he hoped was nothing more than a bad, but temporary, injury.
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