born for burning

There are things that Viðarr understands now, perhaps even more than he had a year ago. He understands now more than ever that family isn't just blood. It's something more than that. Something deeper than that. It's something that holds them all together. A family is the ones you're fated to. Sitting here now, with Tenshi, he understands that more deeply and more clearly than words can state. The gods had pulled them back together. They had a plan for him. It seemed they had a plan for her. Whatever the plans for the two of them, the gods had smiled upon it. This much Viðarr is sure of. Home is wherever your family is, and Viðarr would be leading them with that in mind. Beneath the watchful eyes of the gods, they would thrive. Flourish. Viðarr can feel it with his entire chest.

It seemed the red string of fate was tangled up in their paws. Viðarr was glad for it. Gaze gentle, he studies the woman. Watches for her reaction, watches as she processes his proposal. There's a glimmer in his eyes, one that's reflected in hers. Though Tenshi had left things open ended, leaving him with an if I choose to be with you, the shadow can't help but feel confident. Though things hinged upon Hattori letting her go, he's confident. He was doubtful the man would demand she stay, if she wanted to take her leave. "Thank you for trusting me." After all, Tenshi was choosing to put her trust in him as a leader.

The flapping of wings draws his gaze for a moment. It's the first time since settling down to speak with Tenshi that he takes his eyes off her. A raven soaring overhead before going out of sight among the trees, it's enough to further validate everything on his mind and in his chest. The gods could see him, set down the path that they'd chosen. When his gaze returns to Tenshi, it's much like Viðarr is seeing her for the first time. A new light, something that surrounds both of them. Though he couldn't describe the feeling, it's unlike any he's felt in all his years. "What would you like for it? For your future?" The question was weighty in his mouth. Together, they are not just dreaming. Together they'd weave their destiny.

"Viðarr"