Old things made new

Kane didn't resist when Tamsyn insisted that this was what she wanted and began to lead the way down the familiar corridors to the room he knew well. In his months in the Hallows, he had spent time with Tamsyn in her private quarters, but he hadn't been invited to make it his own space too before now. He had never asked either. That space was sacred to her, memories of the life she'd built from the ground up, and he would never intrude in such a special place. But now it seemed Tam was ready to move on, to let old memories rest and new ones kindle. When she reached up on her tiptoes towards him, Kane happily bowed his neck so she could kiss his cheek, humming happily while they headed down the grand staircase toward the Carpathius wing. Tamsyn talked about how happy he made her, how she wanted that happiness and him in every part of her life, to move on to the next chapter of her story.

"Then how could I ever resist, my little blackbird," he remarked with his laidback grin. They walked down the long corridor until they reached their destination. Tam opened the door and held it open, allowing Kane to set foot into the room for the first time as their shared space. Hazel eyes peered around familiar furniture and features, casting over the massive canopy bed adorned with pillows, blankets, and furs, the grand fireplace with decorations across the mantle, the wide windows that looked out over the western sea and the expansive balcony just outside the panes of glass. The smile on his face grew, but not because of the opulence of the master bedroom. It was because this was theirs now. It felt like cementing a big step in their relationship, moving in together. No more would they have to alternate where they slept or relaxed or spent private time together. This was their little slice of home and heaven.

Kane chuckled as Tamsyn seemed to read his mind and welcomed him to his new home, leaning down to meet her lips halfway in a loving kiss that lingered for a few delightful seconds. Once their lips did part, Kane smiled to Tam and lost himself in her mint eyes. "I was always home with you." He gave the end of her muzzle an affectionate lick before drawing back to go set his things down around the room. The furs joined the others on the bed or in front of the fireplace, his crafting tools and raw materials were set on a weathered table for later use along with his herbs. "Your family doesn't mind me moving in with you, do they?" he asked as he stowed the last of his items, peering over his shoulder to Tamsyn. "I don't want to step on anyone's toes—and Artorias doesn't seem to like me much." He wondered if the boy felt like he was trying to replace Resin. Though it couldn't be farther from the truth, he knew the pain was still raw and it would be hard for the young wolf to separate that notion from what he saw and felt.

"Kaneonuskatew"