Alpha* wrote:He drops his hands, brushing her cheek with fingertips. He clears his throat and empties her of his mind. "Appologizes. . I.. I don't tend to Share, and I understand it, and my mind.. can be rather intense..vivid."
Kalista feels her cheeks heat up when the male brushes his fingertips over them. Shaking her head, she huffs as she looks up, and tilts her head. "Who was that dog?" she asks, wishing to know.
(I actually don't have a name for this dog, so you can make something up))


