Lets Walk

When he asks if she has thought about his proposal but didn't finish the question, she catches the question and answers him with fumbling shame and fading dismissal about working on herself. He tries not to let it make his chest rip asunder. He can wait. Would he pursue her until his dying breath? That doesn't seem very... respectful of her wishes.

She asked about the fighting.
"Taking it on hasn't been easy. But I've won every spar so far, surprisingly even against Saga! It makes me wonder if they were going easy on me." He chuckles dispassionately, perhaps hoping to hide the embarrassment of feeling proud of his accomplishment as he examines the rocks between his paws.

But he's intensely interested in her favorites. His gaze never lingers away from her face, her ears, her petite nose. The way her chocolate fur seems to have been soaked in cherry blossom teas. Gazania... He had never heard the name before. He loves how her eyes sparkle at her remembrance of them, what they remind her of.

"You'll have to point them out to me next time they're blooming." He remarks. Impalas are good common meat around here, Excellent. If she had said caribou or ptarmigan, or even beluga whale he would have set off to get her this prize as soon as he could. He's aware of their fur brushing together. Was she feeling faint?

"Well, I'll be sure to get you an Impala until you get sick of them. Every day I'll bring you one to enjoy with you. Well... As long as the population allows it of course." He chuckles, his low voice eager to please her, and growing lighter with the turn of the conversation. She's leaning on him, he shifts to provide more stability for her, pressing his body into hers, allowing her and welcoming her to sink into him.

Suddenly she turned the questions to him! His paws drew inward and his nose cast back to the rocks between them.
"Oh... I... My favorite is caribou. It was a treat when they were migrating close to the temple. They'd come by every spring." He was stumped for what he liked to do for fun. Everything had a purpose, but none of those purposes was because he enjoyed them. "I admit, I don't know what I like to do for fun." He gives a half laugh, "Heh, maybe I've never had fun at all until..." until he saw her exuberant smile and infectious enthusiasm he longed to see again. He looked with his glacial eyes, hopeful to her greens. Remembering the day they met, the day she led him to Lazuli Falls and he was greeted by the pack. "I think... it would be fun... whenever we do anything together." He said finally. He longed for another kiss, but wouldn't move for one until she did.

"Would you like to return to your quarters?" He asked warmly, not wanting the moment to end but conscious of her stamina, not wanting her to overdo it.

"Speech!"