Baby Mine

His acclimation to pack life had been a slow but steady process. Most wolves would've settled in much sooner but he'd lived a relatively secluded life before he'd joined, and his trust was something that was always earned slowly. Now though he felt even more like this was his home, where he belonged. Bronze hadn't had a single regret since joining, only more and more proof that his choice to stay here was the right one for him.

He'd slept in uncharacteristically late that day, and his sleep was dreamless and restful. Though he'd begun to stir just slightly, Silent's presence alone wasn't enough to wake him up, not until he felt her cold nose on his cheek. He woke up less gracefully than he wanted, flinching briefly before he realized who was in his den with him. Not a stranger, nor an intruder, just his dearest friend. It took but a moment for him to relax, leaning slightly into the contact. "That's one way to wake me up, I suppose."