i don't want to wake up alone anymore

She was quick to answer his question back, although her tale held more sorrow in it than his had. Turning his head to look at her he offered his sympathies, his eyes holding a sad note in them. Family was the only thing that seemed to be constant in ones life, to have it torn apart was something that he would never know the pain of. Bass was very lucky to have a tight-knit, large family who all stuck up for one another. He had already made some strong relationships with his family members, and he was very close to his siblings. He longed for his brother to settle down with him, and for Rhythm to join then again, but he was lucky to have his two sisters with him here, both holding a respectfully high rank. And now he had Wren, he was truly a very blessed man.

the girl licked his ear, telling him that things were better because he was here with him. He chuckled, leaning back to rub his nose on her shoulder. The girl curled around him and he just allowed the silence to spread for a moment longer, a soft sigh leaving his lips. "Wren?" He asked softly, his golden eyes inspecting her face. He knew that deep down, these two were more than just friends, there was a closer bond than that. Neither of them seemed to want to admit it, but both knew. Was ignorance bliss here, or was there another reason that they -- or at least himself -- were avoiding admitting it? They called each other friends, best friends even. But was there more to it all? Casting his gaze away from the multi-toned female, heat rushing to his cheeks. "Do you care for me?" He mumbled, unable to meet her eyes as his alabaster cheeks grew hot. It was something that he had been wanting to ask, but every time he thought of it his knees grew weak.

The Azat was unsure if he was ready for a full on relationship, but there was a part in his heart that yearned to love someone truly. But were Wren and Bass meant to be just friends? Every time they grew closer to each other, they seemed to snap apart quickly, awkwardness replacing the once caring feelings that roamed about them. Would this always linger, or through time would it dissipate? There was no way of knowing until they truly explored it. Cecily popped up in the males mind. He knew that she occupied a very special place in his heart, but she was still so young, they were both young, Wren as well. Was love something for adults and grown-ups, and not children? Bass had giving up being a pup as soon as he took on a pack, but was he truly ready for everything that came with it? They were nearly two years old now, basically fully grown. However, Bass didn't want to force things.

"Wren's Speech"
"Bass' Speech"