Golden Glade Hit me with your best shot

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     Embry felt immensely torn between himself and this other, delicate (yet surprisingly fierce) wolf in front of him. He had never known love, but he hoped this might somewhat encompass it. Her faint little grins and quiet gestures made his heart scamper harder than he could remember, beating at his chest like a bird. His grin widened as her paw touched his chest, and he wondered if she could also feel that steady rhythm, too. 

     "Escorted?" His sea-green gaze glinted roguishly.  "You tend to get a lot of things mixed up, mon cheri." His tail wagged, brushing gently against the earth as a pendulum. He could feel the energy pulsing through him, urging him to correct the situation. Anything to bridge this gap without further hindrances. Stay with you? He wasn't sure whether the pack required a higher rank to do the sparring, but it hardly mattered. Fight or no fight, he wasn't going to leave.

     When she spoke again, a chuckle escaped his lips. Why hadn't he thought of that? Mirth glittered in his emerald orbs, slightly betraying his attempt at having been aware of the notion. "How's Embry?" He nuzzled her cheek, the wound at his neck twinging. "What name could fit you better than princess?"