The Sunspire ocean eyes

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he'd meant to find seabreeze after screech left. for one because he needed to. her scent was in his head and after being so close and so frustrated by her he just couldn't handle being so far apart. and two, he was afraid she hated him. had he scared her? was her terror his fault? he had to explain the situation to her-- or something. his brain was clouded. but screech-- titmouse-- terance didn't want to think about what he'd do if he got too close to seabreeze... and alone? osprey had given the children a pretty in depth birds and bees talk (dante's was blunt, osprey's was more frilly) because they set off into the world, and she'd been very clear about heat. males could scent it from anywhere, and females in heat could be targeted by males that just had no sense of boundaries or morals.

terance feared that titmouse was one of those wolves.

but terance had experienced just how true the 'scent it for miles' thing was-- because he just couldn't get away from seabreeze's scent. he wanted desperately to go to her, check on her, be near her, but he thought it was wrong-- not a good idea. but it grew stronger-- even as he moved away from it. it was like it was following him. 

oh, but it was. 

terance stopped in his tracks as he watched the pale figure of seabreeze come into view. his abdomen tightened and his head spun. he was being dramatic, and he told himself that over and over in his head. "seabreeze," he breathed, the words not fully formed. the wound on her face was visible to him, and he frowned, moving quickly towards her, stopping a small distance away-- not trusting himself to close it-- green gaze sweeping over it. "he hurt you," the male said softly, his own muzzle dipping gently. terance was, subconsciously, lowered, his posture submissive.