Forever J
i just have a serious addiction to sad music
Buh'roham calmed down. It was clear that they were quite familiar with the Wolf. "Well then. Who might this be?"
Rika paused and turned her attention to Graham, quickly tackling him as she'd both lick his face and flop her weight onto him.
Reaver blinked a few times, looking over his hands as he glanced to Rika as a sort of relief washed over him. And, even though it wasn't long lasting, it was still nice. Chuckling, he gently reached over and ruffled the fur on her side. "Look at that! The sassy teenager has returned to us." and, following Reaver's words, Rika glanced over with a huff.
"This is Rika. The wolf with a heart cold and a quick tongue. Such a sassy girl, aren'tcha?" Graham scratched the thick part on the sides of her neck.