Can You Fix The Broken

Walk | "Talk" | think

Allegro lost himself for a moment in their affections as brushes of their muzzles turned into nuzzles and kisses and slowly built upon that attraction and desire that was still a little new and unknown to him. While some of it wasn't as new to him, the idea of liking someone enough to want to continue seeing them again and again and possibly incorporating his life into hers was a new and slightly daunting thing. It was something that was lurking at the back of his mind as he tried to ignore it in favor of giving into the more physical needs that they both seemed to have. He worried that bringing up those other feelings might come off as too forward since she had been so reserved and quiet the last time they were together, but it seemed that his concerns were unfounded.

She was the one that pulled away, but not in a way that told him that something was wrong or she had changed her mind. Their muzzles separated, but she didn't pull away completely. His mismatched ears perked forward to listen as she spoke and his brows lifted with surprise and a bit of disbelief. It felt like she had been reading his mind and it was surreal to have his own thoughts echoed out loud. He wondered exactly what she meant when she said that he was a good man that she needed and it made him wonder if perhaps a bad turn of events with past relationships was one of the reasons for the mystery she had placed over her past, but that wasn't the part he wanted to focus on right now. She liked him. It wasn't that he didn't believe himself worthy of a woman's affections, but he had kind of given up on the prospect. He was already over half way through his life and hadn't had anything close to a relationship in that time. Perhaps at their age it was just easier to see what they wanted in others and make those decisions more quickly.

"I like you too... I've been thinking about you a lot since I saw you last," he admitted, a sweet smile creeping over his lips. His ears flicked uncertainly because he knew how silly it was to fall for someone so quickly, but there was no harm in having a little... what would he even call this? A crush? An infatuation? Whatever it was, it was enough for him to be interested and curious about where things could go. "I hope I can be what you need. I'd like to try to be at least... if you'd have me." He felt like he was teetering on an edge right between a situation where they would part ways and potentially not cross paths again after tonight and something else entirely more intentional. He realized suddenly that the pack scent on her coat was different and much more similar to the pack that had recently formed not all that far from Abaven's borders and it gave him even more hope that perhaps they could see each other more often and see where this relationship might go from here.