Bonding over the River
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It seemed like she had been there for hours. The yearling had kicked at the snow with her hind legs, whimpering pitifully at the position she was in. She wished that she was one of those thin-furred animals upon which snow melted. Her pelt was so thick that no heat escaped whatsoever, and while normally a wolf would appreciate such insulation, Ciara wished that her body heat would melt the snow around her so she could at least fall down enough to turn around and dig her way out. The way she was stuck now was just humiliating.


In her misery, Ciara didn’t sense the Omega’s arrival until after he spoke. She jumped, tensing for the moments it took her to figure out who he was. While they met when she had brought him the rabbit, she hadn’t heard him speak very much, and was not accustomed to his voice. The yearling recognized his smell, but she could also tell that there was something else mixed with it. She’d never eaten fish, so she couldn’t pinpoint the scent, but her mouth watered at it all the same.


“Hi Noah,” she said when she recognized him, trying to sound casual as though she was completely fine with this situation. A sheepish laugh left her muzzle when he compared her to their Alphess. She hadn’t met the mate to Zalen, but she’d heard stories that the young leader was beautiful, intelligent, and fit to rule. “What ah…what happened with the Alphess?” she asked, trying to make conversation through the sounds of the Omega’s sniffing. She felt him prod her with his nose, and then heard the crunch of him pressing around the snow.


Finally, Noah emerged through the snow and managed to get his head beneath hers, effectively lifting the embarrassed yearling from the hole she’d put herself in. Ciara pinned her ears back, feeling foolish and all at once thankful. She moved forward, licking all over the Omega’s face to display just how thankful she was, tail wagging and body wiggling excitedly. She was out of the hole! Secretly, she was glad that it was Noah who found her, knowing that she might have faced much more ridicule from some of her other pack-brothers. “Thank you, Noah, I’m so stupid sometimes…”


Now free, the subordinate took the time to become inquisitive of the scent Noah was carrying. She began to sniff him, pushing through the scent she’d left on his fur and pressing her nose to his snout. She then dropped her head, sniffing along the snow until she came to the pole he’d dropped. It carried the same peculiar smell she’d found on Noah. “What were you doing?” she asked, having no idea of the Omega’s talents.


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