Do You See these Thoughts I'm Thinking

Rhyme did enjoy how easy being with her seemed to be, even with out his herbal aide. Though he struggled with defining his own feelings for her, he would never go back on what he said. He was going to protect her, and she really was the sweetest wolf he’d met. He felt his skin grow warm where she had placed an easy kiss, she seemed much more at ease in his presence now that he wasn’t about to overflow with rage. He smiled at her boldness.

Despite all her hardships she was much more capable than first glance might allude to. She could feed herself, and made some excellent alcohol. Two qualities he would praise her for. Tana was growing into a competent member of Abaven. "When did you learn to make wine?" He asked as the beverage came to him. He’d find himself sneaking a kiss at the base of her neck as he was emboldened by the herbs effects as he felt himself curl tighter around her.