have some cheese with that whine
09-27-2015, 05:52 AM
Valen's words gave her a mild little thrill, a sense of belonging that - though it had always been there - she'd never really noticed before. She wasn't just there on the outside, a possession and nothing more as she'd been with Neios and to a lesser extent in the only other pack she had been in as an adult. She'd been a part of something, had built something with him. He'd always made her feel useful instead of used. More than just a potential tool or a womb waiting to bear Saxe pups. She gave a slightly giddy laugh, pressing her cheek against him. "Valen, I am so lucky to have you. You are... my very best friend, you know. I've never had anyone like you." Her tone was oddly childlike as she spoke, blinking up at him in gratitude, but it melted away as she shrugged. "But you know the life that we lead isn't safe, you and I. I'm never going to be someone's coddled mate living a long and healthy life staying at home waiting for him and raising his babies. I would go crazy." Crazier? "I'm not going to live to a ripe old age. I could die any day poking at the wrong person or jumping into the wrong fight, and I'm ok with that. What I've already got is the legacy I'm going to leave behind, and the only ones who the Saxe name is going to mean anything good to are the kids." She shrugged again, and absently reached over and sought to groom his shoulder in little nibbles and licks. She loved what she had, she really did. She had her kids, who she never thought she would care about at all let alone love so very deeply, and she had a friend she cared for so deeply that it scared her if she stopped to think about it (so of course she didn't) so... it was stupid for her to be feeling so broody and melancholy about something so stupid. She was right though - talking to Valen was making her feel better. "Talk" "You" Think |
