"Will figure out a way." He ruffed. "Yeah, that would do."
There is only one bed, and the second one, he made it for her as no one else will take her in, and she's his responsibility. "Either one. Mine, I guess." It took a while for the set-up, considering he has only paws and not hands. Windows get covered, logs were thrown into the fire to keep it burning, and then a bed is made. While it may seem improper, but to huddle to keep warm is the first instinct.
With the blankets tucked in, and she wrapped her wings and arms around him. He whined, "You're cold too."
Eventually, it becomes cozy and warm, her body is being pressed against him. He can smell her scent. "You smell very nice. Like flowers and honey. Thank you for the blankets." And he licked her face affectionately, a small lick, as a brother shows affection for a sister, and rubbed his head and snout on her long golden hair, inhaling her scent.
"Am I a good man protecting you?" His wolf eyes searching hers, rather longingly, the type of a stare a brother wouldn't have for a sister (considering he fostered her), but a mate. His question seeks an answer, as he has been wondering her feelings for him.
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"Will figure out a way." He ruffed. "Yeah, that would do."
There is only one bed, and the second one, he made it for her as no one else will take her in, and she's his responsibility. "Either one. Mine, I guess." It took a while for the set-up, considering he has only paws and not hands. Windows get covered, logs were thrown into the fire to keep it burning, and then a bed is made. While it may seem improper, but to huddle to keep warm is the first instinct.
With the blankets tucked in, and she wrapped her wings and arms around him. He whined, "You're cold too."
Eventually, it becomes cozy and warm, her body is being pressed against him. He can smell her scent. "You smell very nice. Like flowers and honey. Thank you for the blankets." And he licked her face affectionately, a small lick, as a brother shows affection for a sister, and rubbed his head and snout on her long golden hair, inhaling her scent.
"Am I a good man protecting you?" His wolf eyes searching hers, rather longingly, the type of a stare a brother wouldn't have for a sister (considering he fostered her), but a mate. His question seeks an answer, as he has been wondering her feelings for him.