Neverwinter Forest Never Neverland

He had been wondering where Allure had gone, and had felt slightly jealous of anyone who had been in her company during her outing, as he felt, still, that he was her soldier and support, and wanted to be there for her even when she had chosen to go out on her own. Maybe she had found Kaskara or October; he didn't like to think of her being in Kjalarr's company simply because he was a male and because he had told Shrike to let Allure know he's be there if she needed anything...But if anyone was going to do that, Shrike wanted to be that someone. Not Kjalarr. 

So he stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder when he heard someone approaching and felt his heart calm and warm when he saw that it was Allure. Even though they shared a den and he had done everything he could to provide for her, he was pleased to see that she had chosen to find him and join him. He rumbled an affectionate growl as she nuzzled his shoulder, and felt the hairs along the nape of his neck stand up at the gentleness of her touch. To have her seek him out was the ultimate compliment, and Shrike appreciated the gesture deeply. 

He moved closer to her and ran his teeth through the fur just behind one of her ears and pressed his chest against her shoulder. He had never felt this way about another wolf. Generally, he preferred solitude and would be apathetic but friendly about having company, but Allure was different. There were things he wanted to say to her, and had been holding them back for some time now- but even now, he wasn't sure if ot was the right time. She had just lost her father and his mate- he would allow her time to grieve and heal without troubling her with his feelings, he decided, though it pained him to do so. 

He licked her cheek, then, and paused with his muzzle beside hers. He wanted to invite her to hunt with him- but didn't want to pull away from that moment just yet.