Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

She could have sighed with relief as she witnessed him transform before her. His tail waved ever so slightly; reflecting the beginings of the moon's light. She worried that her words were spoken with too much fervor, worried that they would push him away. Yet here he was, listening intently to her.

He was himself once more, putting others's well-being before his own. She was glad for it, but remained further away from him than usual. It was a transgression. Her chest remained tight, a constant reminder for her to tread lightly. She was edgy when he began to speak, full of inquiry to how he would react. Her brows raised, her head tipping to one side. She could not help her suprise. Even more so when he spoke a second time. Her next words were spoken quietly, "T-thank you..." her utter relief written on her face.

Her pearled form physically relaxed, falling prey to the day's fatigue. She followed his wandering gaze to the gleaming disc hanging ever so lonely above the horizon. She once looked to the moon for company each night, a sort of steady companionship. She now looked over to Embry, a timid smile growing upon her maw as she viewed his flaxen stature. He held himself with almost a sort of regality, causing her to wonder about his past. Perhaps for another day Feyre. Her auds flicked lightly when he began to speak, giving him her full attention. "I could say the same... I never knew that I felt so strongly about this matter. Or that you did too." She grimaced apologetically at the end. She now knew how much those words meant to him, but she had to stay true to her own beliefs.