Brightly Wound

Leon waited patiently for the rest of the pack to arrive, and as soon as the last Valhallan did so, Chrysanthe would begin to speak. He was eager to find out what was new, as well as for her speech to be over. He was hardly listening as he thought about what to say. Chrysanthe would give him the floor in a matter of minutes, and he could feel the nervousness beginning to pile up. Though at the same time, the pride and happiness he had for his new announcement. There was nobody he would want at his side but Ashtoreth, and he would make it known loud and proud. He waited patiently for the meeting to finish, though he could not deny the glances and smiles he'd give to those being given ranks. He flashed a smile at Meile, whom he knew to be Ashtoreth's friend. Now, she could have a partner to hunt with. And the thought would cross his mind that maybe he could aid her on her hunts from time to time as well. He would then gaze at Sephiroth, the male seeming to glow with his new status of Beta. Leon liked Sephiroth, he had fought bravely in the war and had even gone on standby when Chrysanthe went to try and get their warriors back. That males loyalty was unquestioned, for Leon knew that he would do everything in his power to keep the pack safe.




Head perked forward to attention as she mentioned Collision no longer being Alpha. He wondered perhaps who would fill that position, or if Chrysanthe would do it alone. More information, this time about Erani. Leon hoped she was alright, after all, Erani was a long standing member of Valhalla. She had been here as long as he could remember, and she was family. Perhaps later he would go on his own private search for her...the news of tournaments brought his attention back, it would surely be exciting to do that! He had to get back into the game with training, and would perhaps seek out Sephiroth for that. After all, the male came from a pack that was militaristic in nature and was a fully trained soldier. Surely Leon could learn a thing or two from him.




And then, it would be his turn. Chrysanthe had announced that he had something to say. And although he was nervous, he would put on a brave display as he stood and strode forward to stand near her. A grateful glance was cast her way, and then returning to the pack. Dozens of pairs of eyes were upon him, and he'd take a deep breath to calm himself. His blue gaze would fall to Ashtoreth, her presence giving him courage as well as the butterflies that swarmed in his stomach. It was time. "Thank you, Chrysanthe."




Taking another breath to steady his nerves, he'd begin. "Hello everyone, I have news for you all, and it concerns a special someone in my life that I have had the pleasure to get to know for many seasons past. For a while now, my feelings for her have grown stronger over the years, and recently...I have let known, my feelings for her." Turning his gaze to focus upon her, he stared for a few moments, taking in her beauty. She was indeed a sight, her dual toned eyes incredibly breathtaking. Without removing his gaze from her, he would announce, "I have taken a very special and beautiful woman into my heart, without her, I probably would not have made it out of the war. It is because of her, that I have chosen a new path in life to devote myself to. I cannot deny my feelings for her, and everyday spent together I find that I am falling in love more and more every single day...Ashtoreth...You have become an integral part of my life. Day in, and day out you have been there. You've put up with my oblivious mind, my lack of common sense at not being able to realize this sooner. You've always been there for me when I need you, and you've always been caring, kind, and compassionate towards me...I would not know what to do without you...I love you, with all my heart and everything that I am. That, I cannot deny. You've unknowingly stolen my heart, and you've kept it close and safe...and for that, I thank you. " Nervous excitement began to tug at him, his tongue peeking out to wet lips that would suddenly become dry. Swallowing back the lump that would begin to rise in his throat, he uttered the last few words before his voice decided to fail him. "I guess what I'm trying to say is...Ashtoreth, will you marry me?"