so hold me

Roan made little to no plans for the future but it was for good reason. He was finding happiness right where he was. While he would never say that Dapple’s death was good for him, he was thankful where he wound up. He could have been decimated by the bear, Iolaire could have gone the opposite direction that day. Roan was hesitant to admit that he was falling in love, even though he so clearly was. He was still wary of contemplating his future too far ahead, but he felt the draw of spending his life beside Io. They couldn’t make a family, but she was more than enough for him.

She reminded him that he would feel better if he took a moment to rest and he wouldn’t deny her advice. Roan followed behind her, able to put a little weight on his wounded limb. He limped, but he wasn’t hobbling like he had been. She invited him to settle down and he wouldn’t hesitate to settle himself gently beside her. There was a bit of shade and a gentle breeze. Roan couldn’t have imagined a few days ago he would feel so peaceful.

Iolaire’s words reminded him of where he came from though. He knew that this was where she would remain, her house was built her garden was growing, and her family was here. He had no one. No one to go to no family to find. The only wolf he had was dead. Iolaire was his world. ”I’m going to kill that bear.” He told her firmly. He knew that he wouldn’t want to leave the dainty healer after that. For a moment he hesitated with his next words but as the days went by he was more than sure of them.

”Then I’m going to give you its skull as a wedding present.” He stated matter of factly. Just because they were supposed to be taking things slow didn’t mean he didn’t already know what he wanted. He couldn’t deny their near instant connection nor how she made him feel complete after being shattered. Roan wanted Iolaire for himself and he wasn’t sure what he’d do if she denied him.