She wanted to be alone.

For the first time in her life she honest to god wanted to be alone. Maybe that was why she had sot shelter within the secluded bay near the beginning of the summer, even though she hadn't felt anti social then something about this area spoke to her. But now she was two, the year of her birth season and she was beginning to discover what exactly that meant. The breeze off the ocean hid her scent well enough, plus the summer made her just want to lounge on the beach and soak in the waters. This place was just perfect, secluded and quiet. Plus there was an island just off the coast that eventually she would love to visit. One day a few weeks back she had seen it on an especially clear day and had taken a swim out there only to discover the most beautiful place on earth. It was where she normally hunted and hung out but a small part of her still lingered on the mainland. Ever since she had fled Glaciem during her meeting with the leader she had regretted not going back for Talon.

She was laying easily in the shallows of the ocean, relaxing against the feel of the the water pushing and pulling against her body. Forepaws were arched and clenched into the sand, preventing the slight tide from pushing her into shore or pulling her further out to sea. She had just gotten back from a swim to the island to get some food and now she just wanted to relax. But in her relaxing there was little to do other then loose herself in her thoughts. And as with all times she drifted into her own mind she couldn't help but think of him. Was he still alive? Of all the people she had met in her short life there were none that had left an impact on her life like Talon had. Prospero was the one who had started her on the path that had lead her to him and though she missed her adoptive dad who had helped her through her early years she missed Talon more.

She stretched out a bit more, forelegs pulling herself forward so her hind legs just kind of drifted out behind her until she dragged herself half out of the water and was laying stretched out. Head lowered, flopping down on the sand lazily as jaws stretched open in a yawn. Yeah? She missed him? Missed having someone to talk to and cuddle with and just be around. She missed having some stability in her life. Sure she had met lots of new wolves and most of them had been great but no one quite measured up to a childhood friend. "Stupid girl? Shoulda just stayed in the pack and dealt with it?" She grumbled, wiggling so she rolled onto her back and flopped over with legs sprawling all over the place and forepaws lifting to rub at her face. "Stupid girl?" She grumbled one more time before flopping her head back and closing her eyes, letting the sting of the salt water settle in.

ooc;; sorry it's kinda scatter brained, gotta figured out her character again

Speech!

Talon had searched for her for so long. He truly had nothing left to live for. His parents had abandoned him at such a young age, along with his siblings. He decided that was a freak -- deformed, weak, pathetic. Why else would nobody want him around? She was the only one to have ever showed him true kindness. Even as the seasons passed -- as the harsh winter faded into a lovely spring, which gave way to a sweltering summer -- her face refused to leave his mind. Her gentle voice, heavy with an accent of her native tongue. The way she embraced him every time they had seen one another, like she never wanted to let go of him. And yet she had. Like everyone else, she'd left him. For so long he could not understand why. He felt so much affection towards her, and she had returned it readily; but it was always short-lived. She had admitted she did not want to live in a pack, but would try for him. He had never cared for packs, either. He didn't fit in anywhere.. especially not in Glaciem. And yet it seemed his presence had hardly been noticed, and certainly had not been missed when he'd slipped so effortlessly from the pack, gone without a word. He needed to find her. Kangi. His shining star. A beacon of hope for him. The last time they had met, he'd hardly been a yearling, so naive and young still. Now, he was two years old, though looked very much like a child still. He'd never lost his lanky frame, though no longer looked as emaciated as he once had. Food was plentiful for him in the summer, even despite not being able to take down any large game by himself. He'd grown adept at living off of rabbits and rats, and they were much more plentiful and fat during the summer. He had yet to find even a hint of her scent. So when he did, he couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming. Awkwardly he had traveled, away from the northern lands and to the east, where the land was fertile and brimming with life. He had been drawn to the ocean, to the crisp, salty air, and this was where he caught her scent. It had been so long... months... seasons. An entire year had passed. He was not a child any longer, but certainly did not feel like a man. He wondered if his father would be proud of him, or disgusted at his deformed son and what his life had turned into. Crawling after a girl who had abandoned him, crying himself to sleep. He was no man... And yet Kangi's scent kept him going. It was sweet and so familiar to him, despite the length of time that had passed since he had seen her last. He felt his heart surge in his chest, and he struggled to increase his pace whilst not falling. The land here gave way to a beach, surrounded by tall cliffs that tried to shield it from the world. From the corner of his eye he saw her, sprawled out on the beach, almost as though she didn't have a care in the world. It would hurt badly if she didn't miss him... but he had to try. To find closure, at least. Though he did not know what life would be without the hope of having her in it again. He let out a bark, though spoke no words, unsure what her reaction might be to his sudden presence.

It was strange how two wolves so similar in just about everything somehow happened to be almost exact opposites in everything else. Kangi had started off her life fairly early on alone, tragedy stealing her mother away from her and tipping the youngsters life upside down. Though she had mourned her mother she realized that of that hadn't happened she wouldn't have met Prospero or Talon or Nuka or any of the other wonderful wolves she had come across. Her thoughts often drifted back to her mother but she had none of the abandonment issues Talon struggled with. Even Prospero's sudden and abrupt departure had left her saddened for a short time but in the end she knew everything happened for a reason. That was how she liked living her life if at all possible, without regrets. But this one was hanging around her neck like a noose. She hadn't felt this bad about parting ways with anyone else. But maybe that was because for the first time in her life it was she who had ran, fled the pale ice king and his kingdom and at the same time leaving her best friend in the dust. She hadn't even gathered the courage to go back and see if she could find him. He was better off there after all, he wanted to be in a pack and the lady looking after him there seemed to truest care for him.

She should have gone back. Before she had terrified herself at her promise to join his pack she had made a conscious effort to see Talon at least once a season even if sometimes she had been unable to track down her friend. The time he had left Seracia with his other friend had been the last time she had been consciously worried that she would never see him again, having lost his scent and his trail. But as fate would have it it seemed Alacrita wasn't as big as she had worried and they had found eachother by chance. Now... She didn't want to be found, didn't really want to face the shame and guilt she felt over having disappeared without a word. She remembered the heartbreak he had endured when his mother had disappeared, his father having gone long before his birth she vaguely remembered. Now she was just a bitch who had added to that heartbreak. Would he forget her? Hate or and spit on her name every time it crossed his mind? She wouldn't have blamed him if he had and yet with all her heart she hoped that wasn't how it was for him. She hoped that maybe one day they would meet again and play and prance like the had so many times before then part ways friends once more. Though the leaving was getting harder and harder for her. She didn't really want to leave him but his pack terrified her.

Maybe he would come to her island? Maybe there were better packs around? There were so many options that they could have explored together and yet here he was alone, not even sure if she could find him if she wanted to. Golden eyes blinked open, head tipped back so all she could see was the rocks surrounding her little beach and the slightly cloudy sky above. It wasn't getting late but the sun was hitting the clouds and lighting them on fire like it did at sunset often. Here it was simply a normal occurance. Then like something out of a dream he would appear, and though she did not recognize his face at first from the distance it was hard to miss the missing limb that burdened him. She couldn't move, waiting for herself to wake up and yet praying that it wasn't the dream she thought it was. He couldn't really be here could he? And yet a bark would crack through the air around her, a tentative greeting and slowly the tiny woman would roll onto her stomach, eyes wide and jaw hanging on its hinge in disbelief. He was here?!?!? No emotion touched her features not for lack of them but due to her inability to even grasp what she was feeling at that moment. There was some panic, guilt, sorrow but almost overwhelming that all there was that elated joy she had always felt in his presence.

But unlike all their meeting before she held herself in check, not allowing herself to run at him and throw herself into his embrace. She didn't deserve that. So instead she would pushed herself up into a seated position, slowly like a hunter worried about scaring off her prey, and then finally lifting her haunches so she was standing completely. "Talon...?" there was an obvious hesitance and uncertainty in her voice as she breathed his name, not even sure if she was saying it to him or if she was still trying to decide if he was real or not. A few tentative steps were taken forward, long legs beginning to close the distance between them as she allowed her eyes to explore his form. He looked good. "What are you doing here? Your far from your pack. Won't your king be displeased?" She couldn't even look at him, couldn't bring herself to face him fully if this was truly him. But even as she said the words she knew the long was always displeased with Talon. The very thing she had come to love most about him he had hated, thought it was a burden on him and the pack. "I'm so sorry for leaving..." She could barely whisper the words, now standing just beyond touching distance of him, tail lowered and ears tipped back in shame. That was all that mattered. She had left him and she had run, he had never done anything wrong.

Speech!

For a long moment, he was frozen. He wondered suddenly, panicked, if she had left because she didn't like him, not because she didn't like living in a pack. What if she had been trying to get away from him this entire time, and he had been following her, desperate like a lovesick puppy? His ears briefly folded back against his skull, and he half-expected her to turn and run, away from him. But he had to try, needed to understand why she left, and why he cared so much about it. She didn't even look excited to see him at first. He really wondered if he ought to leave, to say goodbye and apologize for searching for her like he had. Slowly she pushed herself upright, staring at him with confusion in her eyes. She approached him slowly, mirroring his own obvious hesitation. Her words were not harsh and yet her question seemed to pierce him. "I left Glaciem," he explained softly. "He doesn't know where I am, and he certainly doesn't care." His posture was stiff and he found himself wobbling slightly, though refrained from pressing into her for balance as he once would have. He was not concerned about Isardis looking for him. Last he heard, the King was not well, and certainly wouldn't exert his precious energy on finding a cripple boy. No -- he was not a boy, he had to keep telling himself this. He was a man and had to start acting like one. And yet he couldn't help but feel so young and weak as tears began to well up in his eyes. He'd always been so sensitive... he'd never be brave like his parents, his siblings. Like Kangi was. She apologized for leaving and he wanted to embrace her so badly, but he still questioned if she would want that from him. She looked embarassed, and his expression softened as he watched her. "You don't need to be sorry," he began, voice quivering just as his limbs did as he kept himself upright. He had learned to be fluid on his three limbs, though would never be graceful... but it seemed the sudden flood of emotion that Kangi brought to him might topple him over entirely. "I don't blame you for not wanting to stay with me." From most wolves, his words might seem passive aggressive, but he was not trying to make her feel bad. It felt true to him, and he didn't know how else to explain any of this. "I missed you, though..."

This was probably the most awkward reunion they had ever had and she could feel it, feel the tightening around her heart and in her throat. She was used to the tightening in her throat, it usually came with the tears that always came to her eyes when she saw him. But this time she didn't want to cry, she didn't deserve to cry when it was her who had hurt him. That much was evident in his features as he folded his ears and began to tremble. Every finer of her being wanted to reach out and touch him even, embrace him if he would let her but he did not close the distance either and she didn't want to push him too far in fear of him leaving her. She couldn't blame him if he wanted to leave her, she was even disappointed in herself. But at his words she dared to look at him, searching for some sort of lie in his eyes. He had left Glaciem? But what about his friend who had greeted them at the boarder who he had seemed to be so fond of? Even though Kangi knew she had absolutely no right to be jealous of the woman after all she had done she couldn't help but feel the little green monster rear it's ugly head once more. They had seemed so happy together, so at ease on their new pack even if the pale ruler had seemed to have a special hatred of Talon.

"Why did you leave? What about your friend there?" She had to ask, a bit of hope in her tones as she spoke. Did that mean he was a rouge now? Or had he joined another pack already? He had always said the life of a rouge didn't suit him so why now? And yet despite all these questions she couldn't bring herself to voice a single one, couldn't doubt him or question him because well hell, somehow he had found her. In the middle of nowhere on a beach surrounded by cliffs he had found her. But then again, was it a fluke, some chance that they had met and now he regretted it? It wasn't like her to doubt herself or him but here he was with all kinds of uncertainties pinging around in her skull. He was starting to shake and she so desperately wanted to reach out and touch him, to comfort him but she didn't know why he was shaking. Was it because he was mad at her, because he wanted to leave that badly? What if she reached out to touch him and he recoiled from her? But then he spoke again and his words made her freeze.

'You don't meet to be sorry, I don't blame you for not wanting to stay with me.' It hit her like a strike to the head and suddenly she felt like a pup again, before she had completely learned English and when she was fishing to find the words but nothing felt right. She knew he wasn't trying to guilt her, Talon didn't work like that, and that this was how he honestly felt. He thought she had left because she didn't want to be with her? So many words came to mind that she couldn't sort them and she was left gasping, jaw working but no sound coming out like a fish out of water. It wasn't until he spoke again that she was finally able to collect herself. He had missed her. And just like that it felt like everything fell into place and long legs stepped forward to close the distance between them. She slid her neck around his, giving him support and tightening to the point where she might have squeeze too hard but she really didn't want to let go. He had missed her, that was all that mattered.

He was shaking still and she wanted him to stop, wanted him to know that none of this was his fault, that none of this was because of him. But she could only feel that tightening in her throat and chest that usually came when she saw Talon after a long time apart and for a time she struggled to find words to express how she felt. "I don't care why you left, I'm just glad that your here..." she was finally able to murmur, nuzzling deeply into his neck. "I didn't leave because of you, it was because of your king. He was mean and cruel and rude to you and I didn't want to do anything to get you in trouble. I mean you had your friend there and you seemed happy... Ish... I just thought it would be better if I wasn't there... I just wanted to break his stupid face..." She grumbled the last sentence then she had originally intended to.

Speech!

It was funny how they were both so confused, so hesitant and wary to embrace one another. Kangi thought Talon might be angry with her, but he had no room in his heart for anger. He never felt very irritated at anything. Sadness was common with him though, but he was beginning to feel numb more often then not. But he felt a great surge of emotion now, standing before Kangi, and he decided he would rather feel sad with her than be alone and feel nothing at all. His eyes continued to well with tears, and as hard as he tried to keep them from falling, they seemed to have their own will. He wanted to turn and mask his tears, but he didn't want to look away from her. It felt as though she might disappear if he did, and he couldn't imagine that. "She has been gone for awhile..." He had noted the slight jealousy that Kangi had displayed for Euphrosyne, but he'd deduced that maybe she was just envious that he had a mother figure. He hadn't understood that it was something else entirely. "I've... been looking for you for a long time." He hoped it didn't sound crazy or pathetic, but he didn't know what else to do all this time. He didn't want to find his parents or his siblings. They had hurt him terribly, and while he missed them, it would only be more painful to find them again. He was impressed with how fluent she was in English now, and he was taken back to the moment they met. She'd hardly been able to communicate with him at all, but he was happy and proud that she had learned. A soft whine left his lips as she leaned forward to nuzzle him. She felt like home -- the closest thing he'd ever had to a home -- and he pressed back into her, maintaining his balance against her. "I'm glad too," he managed to let out between a soft sob, which he tried to stifle in the fur of her neck. Why did he always cry when he saw her again? He was happy, not sad... and yet he couldn't stop himself from crying. It made him feel like a child, but he couldn't help himself. "I really missed you, Kangi. You're all I have. It wasn't bad there, but it wasn't the same without you."

Though that small part of her knew that Talon didn't have a mean bone in his body and would never be mad at her for more then a moment she still had all those insecurities. Funny how most of the time she was so secure and easy going and yet all those fears and worries she had burried for so long came to the surface. "Ak? iy??kinyan wanc?nyankelo." [I'm glad to see you again.] She murmured under her breath, words catching in her throat to the point where she wasn't even sure if Talon would hear the foreign words. She still didn't know all of the words of her native language as well as she would have liked and she tried desperately to cling to that little it of her heritage she had left. That tiny piece of her mother that was left with her.

He was crying and she felt the familiar tightening of her throat and stinging in her eyes as tears began to whelm in her own eyes though they didn't fall. She continued to try and blink them back, eyelashes fluttering in a desperate attempt to keep them at bay though it just succeeded in them gathering in her eyelashes and coating her eyes so her vision turned into one muddled blob. But still she was smiling, a sad and tired smile but a smile none the less as she looked at him. She was gone. His friend was gone. How could that bitch ever leave him? Some rage whelmed up within her at the thought of someone abandoning Talon but then it was squashed all at once, she had abandoned him. But he'd been looking for her. "I'm sorry I didn't look for you. I thought you wouldn't want to see me after I left?" She said softly into his fur.

"So? What now? Are you a rouge or have you joined another pack?" She asked softly, pulling back from him and lowering her head to lick his chin tenderly. Ears were folded back timidly as she waited for his answer, all kinds of uncertainties flooding through her. Would he leave again? Was he already part of another pack? Did he want to stay with her? Would he ever want to stay with her? Was she willing to join another pack for him without fleeing? The whole being around other wolves hadn't been her issues, her whole issue had been around the king and the way he had treated Talon. But at the same time she did love her island. Would Talon be willing to go there with her? Would he be happy with just her?

Speech!

Her words were so soft; he could barely hear them. Yet he could hear the accent in her voice, and knew the words were not familiar to him. But it made him smile regardless, even though the tears that welled in his eyes and had begun to spill onto his cheeks. He marveled silently at how strong she was. She had lived alone her entire life, had essentially raised herself, taught herself how to even speak the language here. It was impressive, but he couldn't help but feel like he was weak compared to her. Like he wouldn't be sufficient for her... Her tears made a whimper leave his throat. He pressed tighter against her, his nose burying into her fur, breathing in her scent. It was intoxicating to him, even more so than before, and he wanted more of it. "It's okay, I know you didn't want to stay in a pack... it was selfish to try to convince you to.." He hadn't been comfortable with being a rogue, but he had essentially been on his own for awhile. And so he had left everything to search for her, and it had taken him so long. "I am just a rogue now." He didn't want to join a pack. He truthfully just wanted to be with her, but he didn't know how to admit that. He was so happy she had not denied him; he was worried she would've thought it was strange that he had come so far to find her. But instead, she seemed happy to see him, albeit embarrassed to have not tried to find him sooner. "I don't care if I'm in a pack again," he admitted. Slowly Talon pulled away to look into her tear-filled eyes. "I really just wanted to find you. I don't care what happens next. I couldn't imagine being away from you for much longer..."

"You were never selfish. I was selfish for leaving." Her words were a soft whisper into his pelt even as she felt the fur of her scruff beginning to dampen with his tears. She didn't want him to cry, she never wanted to make him cry and yet she and cried on many occasions when being reunited with him. They hadn't been entirely sad tears, mostly ones of happiness and joy so there was nothing she could hope for more then that these tears were the same. But even as they slipped down his face she would reach forward to lick at his cheeks, trying to rid them of the wetness. He was just a rouge now? Her head lifted slightly, tail managing to lick at her heels for a moment in hopeful job before dying down. She couldn't get her hopes up too high. Not yet. He was a rouge yes but would he stay with her? Did he want to stay a rouge or did the life still not suit him? Would he ask her to rejoin a pack with him? She wasn't even sure what she wanted and here she was plagued with all these questions. But it seemed that all those questions were answered with his next words and once more a soft wave of her tail would be given. "Will you... Stay with me?" She asked tentatively, reaching forward once more to lick at his chin before taking a step backwards.

She cast a glance over her shoulder, it was still a clear day and the island loomed dangerously and tantalizingly in the distance. "I have been living there. Game both small and large is plentiful and at low tide the swim is easy. But I don't care anymore either..." Her words were soft, resigned yet determined at the same time as she turned her gaze back to Talon. He looked like the sun to her, so bright with his colours or fawns and sand. Blue eyes were still full of tears and she wanted nothing more then for those to go away. "I'll go anywhere with you. Just tell me what you want me to do." She said softly, stepping forward once more to push herself into his chest, neck arching so she could press her ear against the hollow of his chest and hear the sound of his heart beat. She could have easily just drifted away to that sound, happy with the nearness of her best friend.

Speech!

For so long, he had felt nothing but fear and sadness. He had so few memories of truly living -- except the moments he had spent with Kangi. Even the images he had of his parents, of curling up beneath them at night, of romping in the grass with his siblings, were growing hazy and difficult to recall. Almost as though they were literally disappearing, and part of his life was ceasing to exist. But even now, despite the tears he had cried and despite the gentle sobs that left his throat, he felt alive. With Kangi, he was not plagued by insecurities. He did not fear her, or her judgments. And she was so perfect and beautiful that all he wanted to do was be the best he could be, to make her happy and make her smile, and to care for her as best as he could. He didn't want to talk about these sad things anymore. It was obvious she was happy to see him, and they both blamed themselves for what had happened. He had been so worried that she had grown tired of his company, and was trying to avoid him. But all his fears melted away as she leaned forward to lick his cheek. Inside his chest, he felt his heart beating strongly, a warmth spreading from his head all the way down to his toes. Softly she asked him if he would stay. A small smile played at his lips. "Yes." She explained where she had been living. An island. His eyes grew bright with interest as he followed her gaze, wondering if she would want him to go with her there, and if he could even make it across. He'd swam to an island once, when he had met Euphrosyne, and it had been exhausted but certainly doable. 'I'll go anywhere with you. Just tell me what you want me to do.' A happy sigh left his throat, his body pressing into hers gladly. Kangi fit perfectly in the crook beneath his neck. "Anywhere at all." It didn't matter anymore. They could go to Kangi's island. They could stay here, for all of eternity, and he was certain he would be content. Perhaps they could even travel the world together. The thought made him smile. It was a scary world, but he knew with her, he could climb the tallest of mountains. Suddenly he took in a deep breath, as though to speak. "I..." He suddenly felt dizzy as he struggled to form his words. His heart beat faster, pounding in his ear drums. "I really don't care where we go. I just want to stay with you. Kangi, I think..." Slowly he pulled away from her. Talon had never been brave, but something about his best friend made him feel so much stronger than he ever had been. "I think I love you." He'd never known love. He knew his family had never loved him -- they had abandoned him. Euphrosyne seemed to have loved him, but it was a different kind of love than this. His ears flattened on his skull as he waited for her reaction, and he felt nervous, worried that he had made some kind of mistake in speaking his mind.

Every happy memory she had was with Talon. Though she had met others in her travels she had never really connected with them in the way that she had with the boy before her. Faces had come and gone, she had helped a boy recover from a fall from a cliff with another lady and met a few males in the north but other then that she had always been fairly comfortable in her solitude. Memories of her mother's warmth and language had faded to the background of her mind as well just as Talon's had. Even memories of Prospero were beginning to fade to the background. All she remembered were the scars, the odd and skewed perspective he had created for her of the world and the warmth in with they had taught each other their languages. It was because of Prospero that she had been able to communicate with Talon and Misty on their first meeting as crude as it had been. Without him she would not be here now, in this moment pressed against Talon and happier then ever before.

Yes? That word ping ponged around in her skull like a rocket, zipping off the curvatures of her skull so hard that she could barely breath. Yes. He would stay with her. She didn't care if he wanted to go to her island with her, or if he wanted to join a pack again. He would stay with her. Here, there anywhere she didn't care. As long as she was with him she would be happy, honestly and truly happy. He repeated her statement, saying that he would be happy anywhere with her and she couldn't help but smile at the statement. He tightened his grip around her as she pressed herself into his chest and let out a content sigh. Forever. She wanted to spend forever like this, right here with him. But then he was speaking again, the vibrations of his worst echoing up his throat and tickling the top of her skull so much so that she giggled slightly at the feeling, ears fluttering against the feeling to tickle his throat a bit more as well. But then his touch and warmth left her as he pulled away and she would lift her head, ears pricked forward attentively.

'I think I love you.' He said softly and for a moment she studied him, mind trying to wrap itself around this word. What did love mean? Her mother had said it to her every night yes but those memories were fading fast and she had not heard the term since. But was that what she was feeling? That warmth that started deep down in her belly and spread through all her limbs whenever he was around? She had never really had a word to describe it until now. She had tried but nothing had quite fit it. Love? "Don't you know when you love someone?" She asked curiously, flopping back on her haunches though she was still within reaching distance of Talon. "I know I love you?" She said, a smile playing easily on her lips as she reached forward with a paw to take a playful swipe at his nose. She hated being apart from him, even this small distance between them was almost painful to her. All she wanted to do was curl up beside him like they used to. She just needed to be beside him.

Speech!

Talon had always been rather childish, despite how many things he had gone through so far in his life. He had been rather meek since birth, never one to push outside of his boundaries, and certainly not one to seek company other than himself. He was painfully shy at times, though certainly craved the companionship of others. But as he stood here, before Kangi, admitting his love to her, he suddenly felt more like a pup than ever. He swore he felt blood rush to his face, warming his skin and forcing his heart to be at an alarming rate. He wanted so badly to push back against her, to feel her head against his chest and listen for the sound of her own heartbeat, but he wanted her to hear the words he spoke and know they were true. Silver eyes shone with hope and adoration as he gazed upon her face, so much prettier than any girl he had ever met before. At first, he didn't know what she felt when he admitted he loved her. Talon swore he saw a glimmer of surprise in her eyes, but it quickly ebbed away into nothing but warmth. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and only grew when she batted him playfully with her paw. "I know, too," he said surely. He had been afraid to admit it, and had felt nervous at what her response might be. But it was better than he could've ever anticipated. A happy sigh left his lips and he leaned forward to shower her muzzle in kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" he exclaimed in a soft voice, unable to keep a wide smile from his face. He meant it with all his heart, and he didn't ever want to leave her again for as long as he lived.