You're the definition of forever

Voltage cuddled close to her, enjoying the rare moments where they weren't digging teeth in each others flesh, or trying to push each other in the ocean. He loved the feeling of her warmth, knowing that it was there, that nothing had happened to her. It was his greatest fear, and it had almost been realized. He feared for his brother dearly, and the scene of him falling and then not moving replayed before his eyes every time he closed them. And as he thought about it, there were other scenes in his life that often popped up aswell, and the most prominent of those was the look upon Serefina's face when he was forced to leave her behind. The moments where he was powerless to revert the pain and make it better, the times where his love and devotion were absolutely useless in the face of fate.

With a gentle sigh he breathed in her scent, almost feeling that smile and those cogs turn in her skull. She had a plan, he could almost feel it. But he remained patient, untill she spoke. "Mark?" He asked, a single brow raising slightly as he reguarded her, concerned for the plan she might have. But when she touched his shoulder, explaining her idea, he couldn't help but grin. Instantly (as always) he was along for the ride, getting excited at the very idea she had come up with. It was brilliant! In a very close-knit family he and Serefina were oddly closer. It was like they were made from the same cloth, only a year apart. And he wondered, briefly, if maybe they shared the same thread of the universe. With a bright, toothy grin he'd nod. "Now, my fire queen, how do you suggest we go about this?" He asked, excited. Even if it were scarring, he was sure he'd be along for the ride. He never knew he needed something like this, a sign, a symbol that she was there, forever marked into his fur.

"Burn Baby Burn"