Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.

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A wave of relief crashed over the young faeling when the ground was secure under Mink's paws. Of course, that relief was short lived when she was set down, causing pain to shoot through her leg once more. Being near water helped a bit, though. The sound of it crashing gently against the small bank was hypnotic, calming. Soft amber eyes blinked, her mind parting with her thoughts as the female's voice reached her flattened auds. Looking up, she met the cloudy eyes to the girl who saved her, a shudder running through her small body at Mink's words. It is going to hurt... Well, it hurt pretty badly right then, so Reagan couldn't seem to comprehend how it could possibly hurt more than it did.

She willingly took the bark from the larger girl's strong jaws, listening to her following lyrics with a quick nod of her head. "Th-Thank you," she whispered, her words barely audible with the bark between her teeth. She watched with wide, curious eyes as the older she-wolf began to lower herself down. Reagan's leg was broken, that's what Mink had told her.

She had never had a broken leg before. Or a broken anything, for that matter. But now that she had one, it was a pain she would never wish on anyone else. A shaky breath of air escaped her nostrils as she shifted herself onto one side, relieving the pressure that was placed on her injured appendage.

A sharp yelp was ripped from the young princess' throat, the bark falling from her jaws. A loud snap filled the air, which would have caused her to jump had she not been in so much pain. A herd of soft whimpers escaped her obsidian kissers as she leaned down to scoop the pieces of bark up between her teeth once again, biting down so hard that she began to feel a bit dizzy. What was this fae doing? It certainly didn't feel like she was trying to help. But the way she spoke -- so soft and reassuring, kind and welcoming -- Reagan felt that she could truly trust the older girl.



("This is how I talk")




REAGAN

Fae .x. Pup .x. Pack .x. Love .x. Controlled by SMJ


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