For the Love of Poem

Theory admitted that happiness and song were always needed. Sparhawk whole heartedly agreed. Perhaps he and Poem could teach the pack songs together. That would be lovely. Really, anything that he did with Poem would be perfect because Poem was perfect. And if they had children... just imagine how musical they would be. Sparhawks heart fluttered in his chest as he lost himself in his mental musings.

The voice of the dark woman brought him back to reality. He wondered if she realized that he'd gone missing for a moment. As Theory invited him into the territory, Sparhawk hefted the heavy bearskin sack that he carried with him everywhere. Slinging it over his back, he followed the woman as she led him into what would be his new home. Her question brought one of his well used chuckles and he shared his little plan to play a sweet trick on her sister. "I figure you tell Po-em that you're very busy. Ask her to show the new member around. Then I come out. Surprise!" He thought that Poem would appreciate such a gesture. "We play a sweet little trick on her, eh?"

Once they made their way a little ways into the territory, Sparhawk unslung his pack and hooked it on the branch of a tree, keeping it up off of the ground. This way he could travel more comfortably as Theory showed him around. As they walked, he spoke. "In all my time, I never feel for anyone what I feel for Po-em." Red eyes looked sidelong at the woman beside him. "I very much believe I will ask her to marry me in time." He wanted his intendeds family to know that he was serious about this. Very serious.