A Dancing Dream Of All Eternity

To be called by his title was an odd, albeit welcoming, feeling. It made him feel awkward, undeserving of that respect, but he was an alpha - he knew that technically he should be shown that respect; that only time should lesson the formality yet he so badly wanted to correct Shilah. But would that be wise? So the boy stayed silent, simply listening to the healer's words. He nodded slowly to his words. "I understand this - it makes sense. When the time comes and you feel that itch to travel again, just let me know and I will let you leave Borealis," the young alpha promised, dipping his head to Shilah. He would honor the older man's culture, his lifestyle, with ease.