Didn't see that one coming

Zee’s immediate response increased his obsessiveness to her, as she denied him once again in his bid to call her wife. She was his that was what she had decided. He had given up much to call her so, and had hurt his childhood friend for this. His heart still ached at the thought, but the raging, possessive streak inside of him did not quall. He would call Zee wife, no matter what it took.

He did however get to his feet, and stop blocking the way. Her dumming against his muzzle caught a few good scratches, but he ignored them. The grumpy healer gave them both a ‘look’ and he looked innocently back at her. “Thank you, Lucretia” he said politely to her, dipping his head in an elegant bow as he made room for her to pass. He might be unashamed of his antics, but he would still be polite to the respectable healer and Klein.

She spoke of a wedding, and his eyes danced a little. “Would we be able to speak of weddings later, Lucretia? When you aren’t so busy of course” he said. He felt the stern healer had a decent sway in this pack, and her residing over it might give it a little more authority, and, with Deathbelle off the table, Lucretia would be his first pick. The healer then gave her congratulations, and added in a threat. He had no intention of hurting Luce, and gave no threat back, only another, very deep bow, back to her.