I wanted to do a piece for Valentine's Day, even if it is not my favorite holiday.

For this piece both characters belong to me. They are my wolf Dusk and her mate, Jesse.



The moon had risen hours ago, the chirps of insects filled the air and broke through the silence. On the hill enjoying the cold nip that filled the air lay Dusk with her large mate besides her. The two of them had been talking about anything and everything....Well Dusk was doing most of the talking. Jesse was contently listening to his mate, admiring her beauty as he nodded his head from time time.

This was the Bearbunny's favorite time, when he could spend his time just listening to her voice her worries and plans for their future. Plans he knew better then to argue with, not that he ever would.