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*Bronze i* · (This post was last modified: 04-10-2013, 09:11 PM by Bronze i.)

Sleep came easy that night, wrapping him in its tender arms and carrying him off to somewhere far more pleasant than usual. His night was far more restful than usual, certainly due to the female who had let him curl protectively around her. As the darkness grew thicker, he found himself instinctively pulling her closer to him, his large frame fitting perfectly around her own, his muzzle resting contentedly on her back. The reality of the situation was almost too much for him to bear, and when he found himself stirring in the middle of the night, he forced the confused thoughts from his head. Somehow, the small female felt as though somehow she belonged there, even though they had met only twice. His thoughts would stray in the midst of the night, nose once again burying in the thick fur of her back, preferring to take in her scent and enjoy it without thinking too much as he drifted back to sleep...

There was little awkwardness upon awakening, though Bronze felt himself slightly wary to display overtly obvious physical affection towards her. It was as though he was re-learning something that was once familiar to him, something he was no longer accustomed to. And he was aware that the reality that she was in heat, and her scent was ridden with hormones that made him physically crave her company, regardless of what his mind was doing.

The morning was pleasant overall. Loccian once again applied fresh herbs to his wounds, and he found the journey to Seracia to be surprisingly refreshing. His limp had nearly all but disappeared, though he still felt somewhat sore. As they traveled, his tail would beat a steady rhythm behind him, a gesture of the pleasure he gained from her company. Even her gentle prodding did not grow tiring; how could he deny a beautiful female asking about his well-being, when so few showed any interest at all in him? Her interest in him was not superficial; its genuineness was readily obvious.

Loccian would accompany him to the border of Seracia, where she stopped to call for the Alpha. The female leaned to brush her cheek against his own, and the beast felt a shiver crawl up his spine at the briefly displayed affection. While yesterday he was sure he had looked helpless and old, he found himself feeling years younger in her company -- refreshed and alive, and hopeful for what the future might hold. He knew the feeling would not last forever... darkness lurked deep inside him, threatening to unleash itself when he least expected it, but for now he was content with his silenced thoughts and his eased soul.

His gaze swept over the landscape, taking in the vast land before him. It was impressive, certainly a place he would consider living. "I failed to mention, but I believe I have met Gerhardt once before," he added, grinning gently at her. Though he was overcome with the urge to turn and press his nose to hers, he withheld the reaction and instead watched her with a steady gaze. "In the Battlefield, this past Winter. He offered me a place in Seracia, but I refused." Perhaps the King would not retain any ill feelings for his rejection, but it hadn't seemed as though Gerhardt had been particularly offended by his lack of interest in the pack.

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