Blacktail Deer Plateau you tell me whats next

"I thought my son might've beat me to the punch," he jested, but even as he said the words, he knew that he didn't want to think about Sunny right then, or Pema or Khoe or any other worry or irritation that'd plagued him through the years. What did it matter when he had Catori before him, offering to be his wife? In spite of the curse, and two sets of motherless children. In spite of his dull eyes and scarred flank. In spite of it all.

"Cat," he said softly, shifting so that he could look into her eyes - to the best of his ability, at least. "I don't - I can't - " Dark skies, bright moon, starlight glinting off of bright green eyes - "I'm falling in love with you, Cat." Head thrown back, laughing, free and unattainable. "And I can't lose anyone else. I need to be here for my children, and I don't know if I could take losing someone else."

Saying these words was a pain as real as the snakebite. The vulnerablilty was wose than the venom that'd coursed through his veins, and the memories more terrible than the ache that lingered in his bones long after the wound had closed.