Recent content by Dusk Rainblade

Dusk watched the public humiliation of Minister Grayson with her heart in her throat, her paw clutching at the jade broach worn at her neck. If she were being honest, she'd never cared much for Grayson; she'd always found him a bit smug, prone to dismiss her contributions, an attitude she had...

Approved, and a warm Bully Harbor welcome to Madame Zara!

Approved with (a well-deserved) old-timer's bonus to boot! Welcome back, Empress Consort!

Ooh, I love maned wolves, they're such an interesting and beautiful species (and such an intriguing evolutionary standalone)! Approved!

I love her! Approved!

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Dusk had to give them credit: the soldiers were very thorough. Within ten minutes they had a pile laden with both of her boot knives, her bodice dagger, the sharpened pin she'd concealed in the sweep of her headfur, another hidden in the brush of her tail, and one small knife she'd concealed in...

Dusk half paid attention to Talinn's mindless nattering about winter provisions and defense of the realm and other such unimportant details, focusing instead on the message he conveyed. Her mind pieced together some of the fragments, coming to a single conclusion: Amélie knew. She somehow knew...

Dusk simply nodded, cradling her husband to her and softly kissing his cheek. "Of course," she murmured. "Of course we can stay like this." I'll stay, the unspoken promise whispered between them. She'd gone long enough without him to regret having left, and she had no desire to do so again...

Dusk allowed the tension to seep out of her shoulders as Talinn covertly signaled his agreement on the topic of Mina Rose. She'd been concerned that he would want to move swiftly to bring Mina Rose into the family; it seemed that they at least had some time to figure out a solution in that...