say my name you know who i am

Valentine glanced back and forth again. He looked… uncomfortable. When his gaze clutched Nagendra once more, he spoke, the words so neatly formed and earnest. The feelings that simple statement engendered in the brown wolf could not simply be described as relief. Relief was there, swimming about the soft clenching of his heart, but intertwined with that, delicate yearning danced like the sweet smell of summer on a breeze and like the graceful fall of leaves in the autumn. There was plenty more beyond that – a gentle yet thorough wave of emotion seeping thinly throughout his entire being – however he could grasp no particular aspect of it, no other specific feeling or impression. He ran his tongue over the inside of his pursed lips, his gaze falling to the ground. And then he realized…

It felt right.

He felt reassured, felt certain now. He had made the right decision. And for that he was grateful and glad. He glanced up again, ears tilted forward to listen attentively. Valentine agreed with him on giving time apart to one another, and then turned to leave. The jade-eyed wolf would stand in perfect stillness for a moment as he watched the other leave. Then he would inhale deeply, letting his gaze follow the hills in the distance back to the ground in front of his feet. Valentine had left the rabbit – he hoped out of mere forgetfulness. With a soft exhale, the wolf would bend to pick up the carcass and head into Imperium. Back again.

-exit Nagendra-