Old Friends & New Memories
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​Dhiate felt a pair of strong arms pull at him, tug at him. Obediently moving where Raoth took him. For once, he didn't fight or taunt the coyote. For the moment, Dhiate just wanted to take a long nap. Ceri was safe for the moment, and Amy seemed to be content to let it be. He wanted to hide back in the wagon, to start on those bracelets, but he knew he wouldn't be allowed until Amy gave the command.

Dhiate closed his eyes and leaned into the warmth of a larger body. He didn't care what the consequences were later, because he knew there would be. Raoth would almost certainly bring this back up sometime soon. Blackmail. Dhiate didn't moved from the dark embrace, and he wouldn't unless Raoth pulled away or Amy called him. It was a miracle he didn't collapse.

Eyes closed, Dhiate's dark tipped ears caught the words passed between his master and his friend, thankful that Raoth couldn't enter the conversation as well.


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