Heavens not made enough
The affection was more than welcome, as she pressed into him. The two large wolves were an odd pair to be honest. Though maybe their size accounted for some sort of comfortably with that. Rivaxorus never thought of himself to be in this position, romance seemed so much of a backdrop in his life. He knew it was there, he knew it existed, but the possibility of him being in that position. Now though, as she spoke, his muscles tensed a bit. By her tone of voice, he knew he had messed up somewhere. His rather unamused look stared at her as he let a silent uh oh fly through his head. Sitting his rump down, his bi-colored orbs searched her over. "I'm sorry I was under the impression that two wolves that loved each other were mates." He said. Yes they were young, but maybe both had been forced to grow up far too fast. They had each other and for Rivaxorus that was enough with the world on its hinges. His gray tail curled up around his waist. "I'm sorry about that my queen, I didn't realize it made you uncomfortable." he let the queen title come out like a purr. He really hadn't meant any harm by the word. As he saw it, she was his mate. He would do her no wrong.
"I'm glad Ren and Nixie are here, as much as I know Ren's not much of a fan of mine." Rivaxorus looked at the ground. He really was glad, he wouldn't be able to express that to them. Though he would need to talk with both Nixie and Ren one on one. His hopes were for everyone in this pack to flourish after all. His gaze looked up to Zephyra, "How are you feeling?" many of them were still yearlings. Yet they would grow, with spring approaching, he depended on the older wolves of the pack to teach the younger. |
