the potential of you and me

Though Corvus was trying to work through these feelings logically in his head, that wasn't much of a surprise - Corvus tended to be more of an analytical thinker than one driven by emotion. Only once Twig admitted her feelings did his own make sense, or he reasoned that was the only thing that made sense. That he loved Twig, that he wanted to spend his life with her in a way different from his family, from his other packmates. His time with her felt different and special in a way he'd never quite felt before. This was love, it had to be, nothing else quite made sense.

"And I'd do anything for you," he replied, his voice soft but earnest. He meant it, too. If Corvus had ever been anything, it had been loyal and dutiful to his family... but for Twig he knew he'd go a step beyond mere duty. Anything she needed, he'd do for her without thinking twice. What this meant for their future though he wasn't sure, but that aching nervousness was slowly morphing into something more excited. The thought of the future still made him anxious, but in an entirely different way now, full of... something new for them to explore together. His heart was soaring in a way that made him feel weightless, and the feeling was only exacerbated as she wrapped her limbs around him. "I think I was yours long before you asked," he admitted with a low chuckle. For weeks, even months now, he'd been thinking about her more often than not and now it felt like everything was fitting into place.