Moonspear Synesthesia

Just like that, their happy little bubble quietly popped. Wildfire peered pensively at Floki's face, hearing the shift in his own tone as he inquired after details. Before she answered, Wildfire briefly pondered whether there had been any expectation of confidentiality between herself and Tevinter. Surely he must know that she would talk to Floki about this. They were close and getting closer every day, after all.

"I just wanted to check up on him, since I haven't seen him much lately. We didn't talk long but I tried to get a feel for why he reacted the way he did." She paused, huffing out a quiet breath. "He wants to be a leader himself, you know. I pointed out that there's still one more empty Beta position, although we kind of mutually agreed that it probably wouldn't be enough." She had been peering at her toes but she looked up again now, meeting her companion's pale blue gaze. "Tev's not the type to accept authority easily—from Charon especially, I think. I asked him if he'd thought of becoming an Alpha someday. He said he had."

Again, she trailed off for a moment, letting Floki absorb all that and get a word in edgewise if he wanted. What would he say, when she revealed his twin's aspirations to reclaim Stavanger Bay? Would telling him all of this drive a bigger wedge between them? Wildfire felt her heart stutter painfully at that thought. She didn't want that at all. Maybe she should have just kept her mouth shut, though she simply couldn't imagine keeping anything from  the man she'd come to love.