Hidden Grotto
'Here.'
A heavy wet thud ripped Shani from a dreamless—thank the Moon Goddess—sleep. She blinked to adjust her eyes to a dreamy dawn sky to find a large hare dropped in front of her, Mingan sitting on her haunches, swiping her tongue over her bloody muzzle, perfectly unbothered by a traditionally loving gesture.
Shani rose into sitting, feeling less loved and more like the end result of a chore. But she thanked the moody Lovell with a soft bop of her nose to hers.
Her tail flicked and she wouldn't make direct eye contact, luckily not snapping her teeth. 'The least I can do for you standing up for me even though you don't know me,' she grumbled through the mind link.
Shani debated keeping her mouth shut or venturing to bond with the she-wolf. Mingan Weylyn didn't seem l
