Sleeping Dragon Blood in the cut

Her mention of the commander seemed to jog Portia's memory and Wildfire's eyes danced warmly. She deeply appreciated her pack mate's enthusiastic acceptance. Her teeth dug slightly into her lower lip at the woman's question, though. Should she reveal that they had been secretly involved for months? Was that probably a foregone conclusion by now, considering they had gone and gotten married (that thought made her heart flutter in her chest) in front of the entire pack?

"I've been slowly falling in love with her ever since I came here in the spring," Wildfire admitted, her already twittering heart skipping a beat now. It was so weird but so great confessing that out loud. "I didn't even really realize it for the longest time, as I'd never felt this way about another woman." She paused, wondering if that bit made Portia uncomfortable in any way, then added, "Thank-you, by the way. For the congratulations. It means a lot." Surely not everyone would be so easily happy for them or accepting of the myriad ways they were going against tradition.