Sunbeam Lair Hmm, it is indeed spring...

His words were true, honest, exactly what Ezimette had wanted to hear. She pressed her nose into his fur. "It's ok Jolon. It's not your fault. I-I know how you feel. Honestly. My-my mentor, she died training me. I-I brought the deer down in the wrong place, it fell on top of her. Her dying words were that everything is meant to happen, all of it is fate. It wasn't your fault Jolon. You cannot go into that mindset. It'll kill your hope. I was like that once, Ryujin was my only hope. Don't guilt yourself Jol,and don't think you have to be tough for everybody else. Even if you didn't have Asterr and the others...You have me." Her eyes sparkled with tears and she laid there, her white pelt mingling with his midnight-black one. They were there, underneath the stars, a perfect moment. No one else's, just theirs. She loved him, and hoped he felt the same way. Looking back at him, she placed what could only be a wolf's kiss on his nose, and closed her eyes."You will always have me Jolon." With those words, she laid her head under his, waiting for a response if he felt the need to talk, and closed her eyes.