Chapter Two: The Storm
Arlo and Bron were trying to pick as much food they could before the snow storm hit. Arlo was picking corn while Bron was picking leaves. Arlo had a good pile on his back so he went to the side of the barn to peel the corn leaves. He had learned new ways to peel the corn leaves off faster. He was able to peel five sticks of corn in one minute. It took him six minutes to finish the pile he had. He moved the peeled corn into the barn near his spot where he slept. Arlo walked out of the barn and looked at Bron and saw he had a big pile of leaves. Arlo had made a transport for Bron to move his leaves from the tree to the barn. The transport was a huge tree bark that Arlo had found from a huge log. Arlo figured he had enough corn to last through the storm and went to help Bron.
"Hey Bron you need any help with your leaves?" Arlo asked.
Bron had a mouth full of leaves. He put the leaves in with the pile he had made.
"Yes I would like some help moving the log to the barn." Bron replied.
Bron didn't need any help with the leaves but wanted to make his mate happy.
"Okay I can push while you pull." Arlo said.
The two got into positions and they moved the log with leaves into the barn with no problem. Bron and Arlo were laying in the barn, resting from an hour of picking food. The storm was getting closer by the minute. Bron and Arlo rested for five minutes and went back to work. They worked for about two hours but stopped and went back in due to snow falling which meant the storm was very near and wouldn't take long to get to the farm.
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An hour after Arlo and Bron went inside, the snow storm had hit the farm. The wind was terrible and if Arlo hadn't made a lock to stop the barn doors from swinging open, the barn would be full of snow. Arlo was shivering from the harsh cold and Bron noticed. He wrapped his tail around Arlo and brought him closer. Arlo moved as close he could to share body warmth.
"Is that better?" Bron asked.
"Yes it is thank you." Arlo replied.
"Anything for you my dearest but how have you managed in the past?" Bron asked.
Arlo turned his head, looking at a huge pile of hay.
"I use hey to keep myself warm. It kind of works but not the best." Arlo replied.
Bron brought his head down to Arlo's neck and kissed it.
"No long I'll keep you warm during the cold times." Bron said.
Arlo turned his head so now he and Bron's lips were inches from each other. The looked into each other's eyes and started to kiss. Bron started to kiss Arlos neck and traveled down to his sides.
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Bron and Arlo were breathing heavily and were sweating from mating again. They were also warm and were snuggled up together to keep the warmth.
"Bron." Arlo said.
"Yes." Bron replied.
"What is your son's name?" Arlo asked.
"It's Littlefoot." Bron replied.
"Cute name." Arlo said.
"Yes it is, I was told his mother gave him that name." Bron replied.
Arlo laid his head on Bron's left foot.
"Will he accept you being with another male?" Arlo asked.
Bron looked down at Arlo. He hadn't thought about it. Would Littlefoot understand his father's relationship with Arlo. Would Littlefoot no longer want to see his father. Bron snapped back to reality when he heard Arlo yawning. He kissed Arlo's head.
"We will find out when I introduce you to him." Bron said.
Arlo looked up at his mate and kissed his mate's legs. Bron chuckled a bit and laid his head near Arlo's head.
"Good night my love." Bron said.
"Good night hun." Arlo replied.
