Neverwinter Forest Never Neverland

Shrike gazed over the herd, but didn't see anything they might be able to bring down with just the two of them. He caught a slight movement from Allure, but she too seemed a bit perplexed as to which one they should go for, or what they should do. It wasn't worth expending the energy chasing after them, or spooking them at all- if the herd felt safe, they would stay in the forest and the wolves could make a pass at them when they had more hunters on their side. Tilting his head to the side, he gently nuzzled Allure's ear, in resignition. They would have to wait for another day. Truth be told, he was still distracted by his feelings, and his heart rate had not yet slowed down. 

He motioned for them to leave, and began to stride off, but at a slow pace, so he could stay right by Allure's warm side, his shoulder brushing against hers as they moved away from the herd at a matched pace. Unable to help himself, he reached out and brushed his muzzle against her cheek, and in the quietest voice, filled with earnest devotion, he spoke. 

"I love you."

He had nothing else to say, and didn't mind whether or not it was spoken to him in response. But the words could not be held back, and released themselves from his grasp which had softened considerably. He knew she already knew that he loved her; but saying the words felt right, and he felt the feeling grow having just finally said it out loud. It was the truth, and he wanted her to know that.