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She was running late. Late on time, and actually running. Ghost had given her far too many jobs as she sped through the forest, not wanting to get caught. I think it was the Orchard? Their paws pounded on the floor, panting, tongue sticking out as the sped at full speed to Gabriel. Something drew her towards him. They didn't know what, and they knew if things went badly, it'd be a dangerous trip out for the both of them. But he made her heart twist in happiness and pride. He was so confident, and she found him ... overall, pleasant to be around. She wold have considered leaving her pack, but Ghost was sure to hate them if she left. Morana couldn't do that.

At last, they arrived at where they were to rendezvous, the smell of sweet fruits and grass filling the air. And Gabriel. She let out a throaty sound of greeting, her eyes shining with joy on her grumpy, emotionless face. "Gabriel, what a lovely evening it is. I apologize for being so tardy. I couldn't ignore my leader's word, so I finished my tasks and hurried here as soon as I could"

He was beginning to think something had happened to prevent her from coming when at last he heard the sound of paw steps upon the grass and turned his deep brown eyes to see Morana, barely visible until she stepped out into the moonlight. Whether it was the fact they were both arrogant as hell that drew him to her he wasn’t sure, but he didn’t dwell on the thought. Instead he stood with a wide grin across his face, pacing towards her until he could rest his chin upon her head and drink in her scent.

“It’s perfectly fine, Morana,” he said. “You still made it, and that’s what matters. It’s so good to see you again. I wish we could meet every night.” His voice was deep, husky even, and his breath was warm against her cheek as he spoke, his stub of a tail sticking straight up from both confidence and his happiness from seeing her.

“But I know we can’t. How has your day been? One of the pups in my pack got out of camp and slipped into the river. I had to go save them before they drowned. Feels like there’s always something exciting happening when pups are around,” he said with a chuckle.

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When you realize you don't know how to play a bad boy lol

There was a part of him that wished she would leave her pack and come join him, but another part enjoyed the fact that this romance was forbidden and would likely drive the leaders insane if they knew. And while Gabriel often didn’t listen to authority very well, he dared not cross Ghost. Something about the albino wolf gave him the impression it wasn’t wise to cross him, at least not yet. There may come a time in the future, but for now he just had to settle for watching the strange white beast that commanded so much respect from his Packmates.

“One day you’ll have your own pups to play with,” he murmured. “Or maybe someday the rest of the pack will pull as much weight as you do so that you can enjoy yourself. I’m half amazed you’re not deputy with as much as you do for that Pack.”

His voice quieted as he, too, heard the sound of tiny paws. Gabriel bowed his head before sniffing out the rabbit. It was foolish for it to come out this late, but there it was. It seemed that its back paw was messed up somehow, but that didn’t matter to the muscled canine staring it down. In an instant he lunged, jaws snapping around the rabbit’s neck and killing it swiftly. There was no reason to let it carry the sounds of it dying through the orchard; they didn’t need any owls or loners wandering by looking for a dead rabbit.

Picking up the dead rabbit, he trotted back to where Morana was under the plum tree and presented it to her, dramatically bowing and laying it at her feet as he said, “A nice bunny for you, my sweet. Take the first bite.” He was nothing if not a gentleman towards her, even if he was a dick to everyone else.

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What he said left a faint smile on their face. "Deputy in that pack is not a position for me. We all know the dangers that come with it. I'm sure you've heard of the horror stories spread around about Ghost?" she paused for a moment, quietly thinking. "I do wish to have pups of my own, but I haven't found anyone in my pack to have them with. All the males are just so ... bland, Morana chuckled softly, her eyes closing for a second longer than usual.

She was a second away from snapping up the little, wounded creature when Gabriel beat her to it. With a huff, she sat down, glaring at him playfully. A gentle laugh slipped from their maw as he bowed dramatically. 


“A nice bunny for you, my sweet. Take the first bite."

And so she did, bending down and ripping through the skin to the delicate meat, opening it up for the both of them, grabbing a small mouthful. They lifted their head up, the hunk of flesh already swallowed, the blood of the dead animal from the broken veins and body faintly glistening a barely visible red on the black fur around their jaw and muzzle. The canine motioned for the other to dig in.

"Good catch"

“I think we’ve all heard horror stories about Ghost,” he said with a chuckle. “Sometimes they tell the pups if they wander too far they’ll be snatched up by the Ghost of the Valley and never seen again. It only deters some of them.” Pups, he knew, were stubborn and liked to push boundaries to see what they could and couldn’t get away with. It sometimes led them into trouble, but as far as he knew no canine from another pack had harmed a pup as of yet.

“I know what you mean, all the canines in my pack are bland too. How are we meant to find the love of our lives in our own packs if everyone is just so… blah?” He nuzzled her as he said, “Maybe you should give them lessons.”

After she had taken the first bite of rabbit, he bent down and took the second. It was juicy and delicious, a worthy morsel for the dog he wished to be his mate. It was a shame they couldn’t be official, living in separate packs as they were. But he knew that Morana wouldn’t abandoned her pack, and he didn’t think that Ghost would take too kindly to someone who bent the rules quite as much as Gabriel liked to.

And then he dared to say something possibly stupid. “You know… we could have pups. You don’t have to tell them who the father is.”

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That escalated quickly

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They paused, thinking quietly. A chuckle escaped Morana. Quiet and full of amusment. SOft and gentle, unlike their harsh, cold voice, generally devoid of any emotions. "Ghost isn't bad when you gain their trust. I mean, he's ... different, but not ... terrible" they murmured. Okay, that was kinddddd of a lie. All packmembers of Heaven's Peak knew about his forbidden love of canine flesh.

The remark made them laugh once more. Blah? That was the only word he could think of? "They all seem so cowardly and just pathetic- of course, I shouldn't be talking like that about my packmates. Not a good idea to make us seem weak (which we're not. Do not underestimate us)"

The next thing Gabriel said hit them hard. She desperatly would love to have pups with him. To start a family with him, but she wouldn't leave her pack. Couldn't. It wouldn't be fair on the pups but ... "Gabriel ... we won't be together though. As a family..." Wanting was weak. Morana was taught that from a young age. Love, wanting, trust. All qualities that she learnt were some you didn't want to have in order to survive on your own. Love and trust only ended in hurt, yet here they were.