04-04-2012, 01:15 PM
He felt relieved as she said she would forgive him. He skipped under the blanket with her, nuzzling her gently. He would have to be more careful with her. He would also need to go out and satisfy the butterflies, and their demand for the blood of a shadow wolf. His own blood soothed them for a short time, but it wouldn't work forever. He breathed in deeply of their combined scents. A question came to him, one he didn't want to know the answers to. Would she always love him, no matter the crimes he committed, no matter his sins against her? He didn't ask it, though. Instead he left it unasked.
He closed his eyes, taking in the scent of her sex, her blood, and his seed. It was a potent and heady combination for the rust colored male. He rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. "We should head back to our den so we can rest." He slid his arms around her waist, kissing her gently. Then he slipped away, picking up his discarded clothing and other items. He rubbed the bone shard between his fingers for a moment before sliding on his jeans and slipping it into his pocket. He then swooped down grabbing the razor knife and letting it join the shard of bone in his pocket.
He closed his eyes, taking in the scent of her sex, her blood, and his seed. It was a potent and heady combination for the rust colored male. He rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. "We should head back to our den so we can rest." He slid his arms around her waist, kissing her gently. Then he slipped away, picking up his discarded clothing and other items. He rubbed the bone shard between his fingers for a moment before sliding on his jeans and slipping it into his pocket. He then swooped down grabbing the razor knife and letting it join the shard of bone in his pocket.