I strummed, plucked, sang, and danced for Bhollain, whose eyes were enamored by my performances inside his incredible home. As I bellowed the final note of the song and let the last chord ring from my lute, I received a roaring applause by warrior king's court, and he pulled me up to his sturdy throne. That handsome rat's eyes made my face warm along with all the memories of our different adventures and of all the romantic exploits that we've had in the past together. I sat on his lap as our tails curled around one another's and our muzzles met. Everyone around us awwed and applauded again, but Bhollain commanded everyone to go back to what they doing. Later that evening we returned to his throne and shared more kisses as we were alone.

Bhollain Iontach belongs to  Enost

Art by  FortunataFox