Ravensblood Forest The whispered promise

It wasn't anything particularly special when she laid the herbs out other than to dry them for winter. The rose however, was something special, something she'd picked just for him. "Hm, I haven't found it yet." She teased as he settled down on his haunches, slowly settling against his side in a comfortable recline. "Have you settled in well?" She asked - it felt like they'd both been so busy, and everything getting settled, it was almost astounding they'd find the time to see one another when they weren't sleeping. 

"It feels like days since we spoke properly." Isley admitted, and found in herself a small well of fear - what if he'd found someone else who struck his fancy? What if he'd found someone prettier, who wasn't as much of a hassle as Isley?