He'd told her that he loved her awhile ago - nearly three seasons ago, now. Lark wasn't really the most affectionate wolf, nor the most verbose one.. but with Lillianna all that stuff came more easily, more naturally. And she wasn't exactly needy in that regard, though he wasn't so naive that he knew he couldn't do more to show he cared. Those thoughts flooded his mind now as he slowly came to consciousness, flooding with affection for her that he never could've guessed, not in a hundred years, that he might feel. He'd hated her, once - truly and honestly - and it still amused him how drastically that had changed.
A soft groan fell from his lips as she leaned closer to him, her mouth opening to lap at his face. It elicited a grin from him as he slowly rose to his belly to shuffle closer, happy to exchange another nuzzle. He'd gotten used to her heat scent from time to time, noticing it was stronger now than it had been just days ago. It had a similar effect as it had even the first time he'd noticed it on her, a slow warmth blossoming within his core as he inhaled her aroma and pressed his snout into her scruff. "Okay, let's do something then," Lark agreed sleepily, not fully sure what she was getting at. What he did know, even in his sleepy state, was that she was right. Something had felt off for awhile... he could probably come up with a long list, but he wasn't quite sure she was talking about the same thing, so he gently asked, "What d'you mean, though?" He peered at her, focus growing clearer as sleep slowly drained from him.
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