These broken wings

He managed another watery smile, just for her, at her words. Asla was free with her affection, easily wrapping about him, holding him close, and offering soothing words and gestures. It was like being wrapped in a smaller Zee. He smiled up at her, head down so the taller wolf really did have to look up to see her. It was becoming a little easier to smile, the more time he spent with her.

“I would love to spend the day with you.” he agreed softly, wondering if she would have any good ideas. He wasn’t in his best, creative state of mind in that moment.