5/3/2025, 3:28 AM
i had gotten sick, my love,came her voice, low and full of snowmelt, wrapping around him like a cloak. her muzzle curved down, burying itself into the soft crown of his head. she breathed him in, her boy, her rain, and all the pain of her absence tightened in her throat.
but now...her chest swelled, a breath that trembled with relief,
...now i am here. you've found me.
her limbs curled around him, protective and sure. morwenna kissed his temple, the press of her nose firm and steady.
and i will never let you be lost again.