crushing

She had a feeling his talk wasn’t about fate, but ‘god’ when he spoke of coincidences. He agreed that if it was serious, then he would want her in his pack. She had already gathered that his family was important to him. She would never have asked him to leave them for her. ‘Leave them for her?’ every way she touched at this just made it feel like she was making a mountain out of a molehill. She had just met Pyrrhic, she wasn’t even sure she had formed an opinion of him.

“I understand that” she agreed, and then he turned it back to her, asking what she wanted. “A place to practice my craft, a chance to heal, to grow herbs, and continue to learn. I’ve been wondering for a long time, so I'm not glued down to anything at the moment.” she admitted. She squeezed his paw, looking up at the - her? - giant. “I’m open to the idea of joining your pack. Maybe not today, but soon. Stay with me here for a couple days, in this ravine, if your tasks can spare you. Let’s hunt together, spend time together, and see if this grows. If it does… we can commit to something. If you kiss me again, I might be a little more susceptible to it, too” She suggested slyly.