The Sunspire cravings of an intense and odd variety

"i think that's perfect," terance said softly, moving to press his nose into her cheek. maybe they could relish in this for just a moment-- as long as they were allowed to. terance wanted nothing else. 

but of course, peace never lasted. his mind buzzed. as hard as he tried to be calm and glowing in the situation that made him oh so happy-- terance couldn't help but worry. about wraen, and his unborn children-- and rannoch and liffey, and the safety of the pack. and what did this mean for him and seabreeze? he loved many people, but did that mean she wanted their relationship to be defined? bound? terance didn't know. he didn't ask. 

"i hope they're as perfect as you are," he said instead, watching her with a quiet gaze. and then the pair tossed back names to one another for the rest of the afternoon, though it was mostly seabreeze who came up with names and terance who agreed that they were all lovely.