Rannoch had stayed up most of the night, watching the entrance of the den and breathing in the sweet smell of Krystalia's fur. The thought of everything had still not ceased to leave his mind, though, he eventually and unwillingly had drifted off into a light slumber. As if the slightest noise would wake him up...the protectiveness had set in fully now. He had Krys, a family, to protect now. Though, no more wolves were in the woods except her now, there could always be newcomers.
When Krystalia had stirred, Rannoch's ears flickered around worridly, an eye fluttering slightly though he did not want to wake just yet. "What is it..." he murmured sleepily, burrying his face into the softness of her fur.
{Ohh..That one wolf who liked Krys, he should not be dead. And come back and he is all GRRRRR....And gets angry at Rannoch..}
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