Somebody make me feel alive and shatter me

Cypress honestly hadn't expected such a thorough explanation. He had expected more along the lines of "oh these taste good and help your stomach, or help you sleep." Arian went further than that, however, and the silver and gray male found himself chuckling softly. He was amazed. He would rise, gently nosing her cheek. "Gods above Arian, you are a brilliant woman." He meant those words, gently and tenderly spoken. "I bet you could name just about any herb I asked you about on a walk with such expertise, couldn't you? Here I was thinking healing was a much more simple affair... but I see that is not the case."

He would let his gaze meet her own. "But I do hope you'll need to use these herbs little as possible. I... I want to be your herbs, in a sense. I want to be there to make you feel better... to feel strong. I know you already are, I can see it in how you carry yourself... the respect the wolves of our pack give you." He would shake his head, though there was a warm smile on his face. "Sometimes I wonder how it is I fit in this place... my nature is so much different compared to the others... but then I remember I came to be with you... and it all becomes clear again."

Cy would feel his cheeks warm a bit, and he would tilt his head to the side. "Might you want to go for a walk with me? I know it's a bit late but... I don't believe I'm quite ready to settle down yet."