A Little Time For Us

He’d grown up with quite a variety of wolves and examples to go by. There were untold years worth of history at his disposal. Between just his father and Grandmother Rhythm he had been warned of untold numbers of mistakes to learn from. He’d thrown all past knowledge away because anything that had ever mattered wasn’t important, seeing Bowen’s smile had suddenly become his priority. Most importantly because she deserved it, he couldn’t bear the thought of her feeling like she had his first night in the castle again. He didn’t want her to worry or hurt ever again, that was part of the reason he remained so close. It was why he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of her (along with her alluring beauty). He knew she was a capable young woman though, and had been loathe to impose himself when they were barely more than friends with…

Haiku mentally shook the thought from his mind. He knew she was so much more to him than the sex they had. With just a few days together she was his best friend but by now he was falling head over heels for her. Everything about her, her smile was most prized of all, but the sound of her voice, the warmth and softness of her fur, the way she gazed at him, it was so much more than a simple glance. She revealed how broken she was to him, but all Haiku could see was perfection.

Bowen hadn’t ever been here, but she moved with a confidence that said she walked over these sands her whole life. He matched her easy pace, and tore his eyes away from her to begin the search for a camp to set up for the day, or night, or however long she wanted to be alone with him. The future was complicated, but for now he ignored anything beyond their day together. Haiku nuzzled against her hip once more before catching up to her pace, bringing them shoulder to shoulder again. ”As far as islands go, what do you think so far of this one?” He asked her softly as he caught her green tinted eyes from the corner of his blue and lavender gaze. She had seen more of the world than he, and Haiku wouldn’t hide his curiosity.

Nor would he hide his affection. The boy had always been bold in that regard, especially with his family. In all honestly Bowen felt like his family. He was probably diving much too deep, but it felt right. She said that she needed him, but he knew he needed her as well. He leaned over to steal another quick kiss as they walked, an innocent reminder of the much deeper affections they shared.