i want the world in my hands

She smiled, not thin or amused. Full of emotion despite the small gesture of it. She looked down at his paw on her own. "Same here" she replied truthfully, Menagerie aside "I thought I scared you off the first time... When I failed famously at admitting what I wanted" Wren smiled thinly now, embarrassed at the disaster it had been. How insensitive it had been; or rather, how she had been "but I want you, Mercury. Not just for a night. Just you."

She dipped her head to press her snout against his chest, rubbing her nose against him. "I don't really know how to label it" she admitted "it's too soon, I think, to be called mates. But... I'd like to be your woman all the same. You're mine, I'm yours. We shouldn't label it for now. Isn't that enough?" Is it enough they knew what they meant to each other? Or did he want it officially? She was coming up on her third year, not getting any younger... But Menagerie...

She had made a vow to those wolves. It wouldn't do to see their alpha be a lovesick fool. Maybe come summer, they could be official. Until then, she was happy holding his paw. Happy being near him. Happy she had his support and love.

"Wren" & "Mercury"