The Book of You and I

*Ulric* · (This post was last modified: 08-29-2020, 08:14 PM by Ulric.)

Ulric's grin stretched from ear to ear while he listened to Azariah speak. It was music to his ears to hear that he wasn't the only one feeling this wayand he wasn't alone in how they made each other feel. If she had told him that they should slow down or that she didn't feel the same as he did then he would have immediately backed off and respected whatever kind of pace or distance she wanted. However, she didn't say that. She told him that she was happy and that she felt safe. Hearing that he felt like home for her was something that he resonated with so strongly. Even now as he looked into her ruby eyes and took in all the little scars that criss crossed over her muzzle he just felt peace. He wanted to know everything about her and hear all of her stories. He'd never felt that for anyone else before and even though it felt so wildly out of character for him he just wanted to let himself give in to all of these things.

He watched her rest her head on his chest once again and he shifted his weight so that he could bring up his other foreleg to wrap around her as well - completely enveloping her in his embrace and hugging her to keep her tucked against his chest. He felt his throat tighten with emotion as he watched her resting so peacefully against his chest and that was the moment that he realized he wanted to make sure she was always this loved and this peaceful for the rest of her life. Of course there would be ups and downs - there always was in life - but if he could make her this happy just from showing her his home and letting her lean into him then he would give up everything to make sure he was able to continue doing that for her. One of his paws shifted to gently stroke over her scruff and back, repeating the gentle, caring motion again and again. As his claws trailed through her fur he could feel the slightly raised skin where scars were hiding underneath her coat. His sliver eyes drifted back to the top of her muzzle, back to the scars he had seen there. What have you been through? he thought to himself, a question that he didn't think he'd get an answer to tonight.

He continued to gently rub her back while he let himself begin to speak. He really didn't know what he wanted to say until it came out of his mouth, but maybe that was for the best. He let himself speak from the heart and that was about all he knew how to do in this moment. "Azariah, I don't have anything to offer you besides my heart. I don't have a home to offer you, my family is in bits and pieces that I don't know how to reassemble, and I don't know the first thing about loving anyone." He let his paw slip back around her, giving her a gentle squeeze in his arms. "But I promise you... I will build a home for us, I will put our family above everything else, and I will do my very best to love you the way that you deserve to be loved. He paused and he gave a small glance toward her muzzle again and with a small frown he lifted his paw to her face so that he could let a single paw pad carefully trace over the scars that were scattered over the bridge of her nose. He knew that these were the ones he could see most easily because of the thin fur there and it made him wonder how many more were just out of sight.

"Talk"

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