Two Wolves, One Rock
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'Your're welcome' J'adore said smiling back. Flayra's head turned back to the sunset. When she had ask his name, he had almost fell of the rock, when he had realised he hadn't introduced himself. 'Oh yes, god, how rude of me' he flustred at his faux pas. 'I am J'adore Austral' he shyly continued 'The French for love'. He had always been proud of his name. The lover, he had been known as by his family. Deriving from how he'd cuddle up to his siblings at night, protective and sleepy, an amusing mix it must have been he thought. But now he had left Europe, he refocused his mind on the conversation. 'Is your greenhouse the sweet smelling thing behind the house?' he asked reminding himself of the hypnotic aromas he had come into contact with earlier on. The sun was close to setting now. A few more minutes and it would be night. The only way he could tell, it was nearly night, was the temperature. It was still warm, and to most people they would think it was still day, but J'adore could sense the slightest temperature changes. J'adore noticed the two rabbits were still slung over his broad sholder. Ecknowledging that it would be rude as to not offer Flayra one of his prizes, he quitly asked 'Would you like a rabbit' nudging the rabbit towards her.


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