Heath was a bit astonished that there was something happening in the stables that he did not know about. But then again, he no longer lived there. When his home had been the loft above the stalls and among the rafters he had missed very little of what happened there. But now he split his time between there and his cabin with Ruri. It was his job to keep the horses healthy in body and mind, but it was his choice to care for Ruri. She came first, and he would rather miss a few things here and there in the stables then miss a single thing that happened in his home. Ah, that’s why I haven’t noticed him yet. Heath spoke with a grin and a small chuckle. The coy-wolf would make it a point to go and see the bird, simply to see how he was being house in order to curb his curiosity. He trusted that Niro would keep him from bothering the horses, he had so far.
A nod was given as the other male explained his position among them. The rank Heath held was a high one, just below Ruri and beside Haven. But it wasn’t as pertinent to him as his job of Marshal, that was who he was in a deeper sense then a Chancellor. Niro spoke of those that were unable to hunt, mother and pups. He and his mate had thought about starting their own family, but Heath was having second thoughts. Of course they only had to do with his own ability, for he never seconded guessed Ruri’s capacity to care and love. His thoughts were drawn away, placed back into the deeper realms of his mind as Niro described his sister. Perhaps the pack gathering. Heath guessed, moving to the next and final post. I will have to go and introduce myself. The wire had left a few small scrapes on his fingers, but he pushed pat the pain easily. He had not spoken to many at the party, his nerves getting the better of him. All the pretty dresses and suits had made Heath uneasy, keeping him quiet. Someone with a pick mane might have gone unnoticed in the sea of other colors.
At the notion of Ruri Heath’s gaze rose from his job, though his features were still placid and even. She is. Heath spoke, his tone soft. She’s very kind. his thoughts spoken aloud. Has she met Marahtue? I’m sure she would love to. We have a cat that she absolutely adores. Ruri loved everything, she such an ability in order to love him.
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