Ises
The white fae smiled back and then licked Toxic under his chin, ears half way between flattened and pricked.

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
Toxic wrote:Gently nuzzling her muzzle; I asked "Shall we go visit Nat?" he was warried about his Alphess; and he could tell that Ises was too.

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
Toxic wrote:I looked up to see Nat staggering woozily towards us. "Are you feeling OK?" I asked catiously. She nodded and plopped down beside Ises.

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
Nat wrote:I shake my head. "She's already seen me. I just need to eat"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
Nat wrote:Nat shook her head. "I'll just take some back to my den"

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"
Nat wrote:I tore off a big chunk of meat before heading back towards my den. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw Toxic lick Ises' forehead and smiled.
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