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08-08-2013, 06:46 PM




He was stupid, insane really. What kind of man - and a former King to boot - would invite a woman to share a den with him? Surely she must think he was making a pass at her, perhaps even trying to take advantage of her heat and the hormones that came with it. In all honesty none of that had crossed his mind - except for now - when he'd asked her, it had simply been a means by which they could both have the companionship they so desperately seemed to need. And yet, now he felt like an absolute fool for asking such a thing. An ear flickered back, discouraged by his own stupidity. He had probably just made the situation very awkward, and now they would have to work together as Ambassadors. Who knew how many more times they would have to meet and think back to this awkward scene. Oh what a fool he was.

Seconds passed, hours even - he lost track. Tail gripped tightly to his loins, no longer for fear of growing aroused, but instead for a sense of security. What would her reaction be? Surely she was taking all of this time to figure out a polite way to deny his request. That simply had to be it. As the seconds continued to tick by he found himself thinking of all of the ways she might refuse him - and part of him wondered if he wanted her to refuse him or not. Was this really a sensible idea? Wolves would talk, assumptions would be made, and who knew if they would really be good for one another? Anxiety riddled his thoughts until all at once it hastened away - because in that moment she agreed.

I imagine it will be strange at first, but we'll be sure to get a den large enough to keep us both comfortable. Still surprised, there was an ounce of shock in his amethyst eyes, but beyond that was genuine happiness. He would have a purpose again - granted, not one that led him to be King over a pack of wolves, but one that was perhaps even more important. He would be charged with aiding one of his most loyal of subjects. Loccian wasn't just a wolf once under his command, she was a friend. His eyes drifted out to the water momentarily, before returning to her. I suppose we should start looking, evening will be upon us before we know it. Real estate wasn't exactly bountiful, especially if you were looking to harbor two wolves who didn't wish to sleep on top of one another. They would need to look long and hard to find somewhere they could both agree upon, somewhere they both felt comfortable. He rose to his paws slowly, stretching his front half and then his back to prepare himself for a lot of walking. At least this time he wouldn't be walking alone.



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