Hypnos would breathe in as Mystic approached him, his gaze gentle. “I’m glad to see that you’re safe.” The young man would say gently, giving a nuzzle to her as closed the distance. He was truly glad to see that no harm had come to her, but his heart was aching. Why did their relationship have to be so complicated, so strained?
“Mystic... I... Yfir... Yfir raided Threar.” He knew that her family was not part of a pack but he was sure that the news would not sit well with her. “We did not take any lives, nor enslaved anyone... but there was fighting. Mystic... I...” He had not participated in the fighting himself, but he didn’t feel badly for them. Not really.
“Mystic... I... I have to talk to you seriously about something... And... I’d like to ask that you consider this... For me... For us.”
