Sunspire Mountains you will be a king

This was a connection he had never had. Someone who would choose to be with him - not forced through the structure of a pack, of corrupted bloodlines. She was not here because she had to be, but because she willed it. Their relationship (which was a word beyond Tryphon) had been one of necessity, and now... Had mutated. He did not have words for what the mutation entailed; only that they were together again, perhaps for always, and he was... Happy. It made the boy happy to know that his lonely days were gone - happier still to know it was this shadow which would be his companion.

He held her close until she began to kiss him, a thing which felt strange but not bad. There were no words between them right now. None that needed to be spoken, except, "Tryphon," his voice like stone pouring down a mountainside, of crushed ice, a pebble quake. He looked to her now expectantly, eager to know the name of his other half - his shadow, who would follow him step for step through life's great turmoils.