"I never tried t'get her attention," Tal growled back. He'd been loyal to the Old Gods his whole life, and when the Voice had popped up again outside the Hollowed Grounds he'd avoided her like a plague. But before he could open his mouth for further argument there was a large white wolf headed his way and caught in the mud as he was there was no way to avoid her. "Hey!" he yelped, worried about his wrist. But Lilly was careful of how she landed on him and though the jarring thud of his body landing back on the ground shot into the injury, he didn't think she'd made it worse.
Still, he reached around her neck as if to give her a hug, nose wrinkled and eyes squeezed shut against the slobbery tongue as he finally pressed his ringed hand to his wrist.
And exhaled in relief as cool, gentle Healing washed through it, taking the damage with it so that he could properly apply his hands to Lilly's ears in what was sheer instinct after so many years among his own canines. Mud and slobber were a hail of a combination, but it was nothing a good, stout scrubbing wouldn't get out of hair and clothes and skin, and Tal gave up the fight against the sweet wolf and relaxed back into the mud with a perfunctory grumble.
Boreal was as enthusiastically determined as her best friend to give Sah a thorough washing, scrambling to keep her balance as she let him turn over but refused to get off him. It was a much better angle to give him kisses from his eyebrows down to his chin, and until she was certain the boys were cooled down and calmed down, baths they would continue to get!
Still, he reached around her neck as if to give her a hug, nose wrinkled and eyes squeezed shut against the slobbery tongue as he finally pressed his ringed hand to his wrist.
And exhaled in relief as cool, gentle Healing washed through it, taking the damage with it so that he could properly apply his hands to Lilly's ears in what was sheer instinct after so many years among his own canines. Mud and slobber were a hail of a combination, but it was nothing a good, stout scrubbing wouldn't get out of hair and clothes and skin, and Tal gave up the fight against the sweet wolf and relaxed back into the mud with a perfunctory grumble.
Boreal was as enthusiastically determined as her best friend to give Sah a thorough washing, scrambling to keep her balance as she let him turn over but refused to get off him. It was a much better angle to give him kisses from his eyebrows down to his chin, and until she was certain the boys were cooled down and calmed down, baths they would continue to get!
