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As he eld her Gypsy lost any tension that still remained as he held her, he’d finally proven himself to her and that was obvious in how comfortable she became with him. Indigo offered his gentle affections and she welcomed them, he was slow and patient as she gradually came to trust him. Indigo wouldn’t do anything to intentionally hurt her, he’d vowed to care for her and he wouldn’t break that. As long as she needed him, Indigo would be here for her. However she needed him.

The look of surprise but more than that excitement, that crossed her face as he mentioned a herd of goat was like nothing he was expecting. The beasts would make marvelous pack animals, and if they were going to be mobile and trading they needed something to help alleviate the burden. The herd would travel with the wolf pack, taking protection from them as they carried everything. Indigo also found a great solution to the logistics question he was pondering for so long. Any day now, they would be prepared to set off as a new band.

The thought was swiftly swept away as Gypsy reached up to kiss his dark furred chin. Indigo was frozen for a moment, full aware she couldn’t see him but feeling blessed all the same. She pulled her ears to her skull and offered him a word of thanks in the soft beautiful tones that were natural in her voice. ”You deserve nothing less.” He told her as he leaned forward to kiss her forehead softly. Barely a peck as he returned her affection gently. ”It’s been my honor.” Indigo spoke softly, barely more than a deep whisper as he held onto her.

Indigo Arcturus Fatalis