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Mordecai was silent at her words, which caused her to falter in sharing more of them.  She knew that he felt a bond towards Dante, which she didn't fault him for in the least.  She adored Dante as a friend.  He was quiet and friendly, and there was a strength of character in him that she didn't find often in others.  But.. it wasn't enough to make him an alpha she felt comfortable following.  A trusted adviser perhaps; a beta, but not an alpha.  An alpha needed inarguable strength and power - a trait she saw perfectly in Mordecai, but had to admit she saw only glimpses of in Dante.


The druid was silent as she watched her companion's face.  She knew there were thoughts roaming through his mind and was loathe to interrupt them.  Like all things, they needed to run their course, and she would not be the dam that stood in the way.  But.. perhaps just a small rock in the middle of the river, parting the water for just a moment before it flowed past on its way...

Harlyn leaned silently towards him and pressed her nose first at the base of his ear, trailing her muzzle along his cheek where her tongue flicked gently against the tawny fur beneath his eye.  She continued her ministrations along his muzzle before stopping at his chin, which she bumped the tip of her nose lightly against before leaning slightly away to look at him.  There was an apology in her eyes that she didn't voice.  She didn't want to cause him to doubt his friend, but nor did she want to keep her feelings hidden from him.