Bearclaw Valley Monster,how should I feel?

Smiling bittersweetly at his words, she closed her eyes and sighed softly as he brushed her cheek. A happy noise came from her lips as she felt his kiss, and she nuzzled her love. Taking a breath of his scent, she closed her eyes. His smell lingered, and she tried to take it to memory. It was the scent that reminded her of protection. Of love. Of Home.
Blinking back tears, she smiled tremulously at him and, for only a moment, her composure slipped and her fear and sadness broke through. Yet it was only for a moment, then it was gone. Swishing her tail slowly, she tilted her head, a loving look on her face. Behind it, thoughts shot through her brain. "My life." "...deserves my love." "Worthy." Of course he was. Sighing, she gave him soft kisses on his muzzle and cheek before speaking. Would...you like to lay down with me? You look exhausted, love. There was no way she was going to sleep, but maybe curling up to him would help them both.