Blackfeather Woods I will keep my promise.

Malice smiled embarrassed when Burke looked up. She hadn't done it intentionally, it was just a habit. Maybe it was a sign she felt comfortable here, around him and in Blackfeather Woods in general. Sure, she got lost from time to time, but it wasn't as creepy as she had first thought. Or maybe it was a sign of something bigger. It was no secret she liked Burke, but that simple crush may or may not have grown into something more. His age didn't bother her, it only made his story more interesting, his skills more skillful. She only knew she could indeed be capable of loving him, but maybe too scared to even admit that to herself.

Malice now rested again as he began eating, happy he didn't complain either. Her ears twitched, as they always did when something was asked or told while she wasn't totally focused, and she looked at him. I feel nauseous and my back is aching, but mentally I'm as happy as can be. She told him. He came closer, which she didn't mind -actually liked-. She nodded at his question. Sometimes, yes. She informed, her face heating up in pride and a large grin beginning to form on her muzzle.