Spinning out of control

If he had stepped into the cave and attempted to compel her from there, she never would have moved. Instead he braved the elements for her, sheltering her as best he could with his height as he spoke gentle logic. She hung her head low, listening to the pelts of hail as they bounced across his unyielding form. She was struck by the certainty that if she did not move, he would not either. She wasnt sure anybody had stood their ground like this for her before.

There it was, the turning point for the small healer. The realization that this might indeed be a wolf worth tying herself to. She felt a stirring in her breast, bravery or love she was not certain, but it was a decision, nonetheless.

With a shudder, she shoved him forward. Her tiny form could barely make a dent against his balance if he did not want her to. "We cant both sit in the entrance, you first" she said as she shoved him. She wanted to move quickly, before she lost the courage bolstered by his gentlemanly behaviour.