Crumble
09-15-2020, 07:46 PM
Her question didn't sound the least bit accusatory, and he'd partially expected it to. Surely Theory had noticed how close they had gotten, but... well, Corvus wasn't big on showing intimacy in public settings to begin with, and he and Twig were moving quite slowly to begin with. Maybe she hadn't noticed what was going on. He didn't blame her - she had a lot going on herself, between general pack duties and the newest litter that she was no doubt spending time with. He made a mental note to seek them out for a little lesson soon, even if it wasn't anything big. It was never too soon to start learning, right?
"Yeah," he answered weakly, letting her continue the conversation without bothering to elaborate what he'd been implying. "It's a nice breath of fresh air, after everything last year," he admitted with a grin. Children weren't something he was sure he was ready for - or would ever be ready for - but he enjoyed them quite a bit. They were Abaven's future, and they needed tending to, to ensure they grew into strong, productive members of their pack. Like herbs, as Theory had said.
Corvus veered after her toward the shore, kicking at the water this time and carefully avoiding sending more sand up and into his eyes. "I was actually thinking of maybe a little race, to get some friendly competition going. Teach them that being fast is sometimes as important as being strong." Twig had taught him that one. He'd been doing a lot of running since they'd gotten close. But his thoughts were jerked right back to what he'd been trying to say as she spoke up, implying something completely different. "I - uh - kinda meant..." His voice trailed off. He didn't think Theory would be upset with him for spending more time with her in a different way than what Theory had paired them together for, but he couldn't help but feel weird trying to find the words for it. "Twig's my girlfriend, I think. I mean - I don't think that, I know she is. We're just kind of figuring things out," he admitted, grinning slightly despite the awkwardness of the confession.
"Yeah," he answered weakly, letting her continue the conversation without bothering to elaborate what he'd been implying. "It's a nice breath of fresh air, after everything last year," he admitted with a grin. Children weren't something he was sure he was ready for - or would ever be ready for - but he enjoyed them quite a bit. They were Abaven's future, and they needed tending to, to ensure they grew into strong, productive members of their pack. Like herbs, as Theory had said.
Corvus veered after her toward the shore, kicking at the water this time and carefully avoiding sending more sand up and into his eyes. "I was actually thinking of maybe a little race, to get some friendly competition going. Teach them that being fast is sometimes as important as being strong." Twig had taught him that one. He'd been doing a lot of running since they'd gotten close. But his thoughts were jerked right back to what he'd been trying to say as she spoke up, implying something completely different. "I - uh - kinda meant..." His voice trailed off. He didn't think Theory would be upset with him for spending more time with her in a different way than what Theory had paired them together for, but he couldn't help but feel weird trying to find the words for it. "Twig's my girlfriend, I think. I mean - I don't think that, I know she is. We're just kind of figuring things out," he admitted, grinning slightly despite the awkwardness of the confession.