Sun Mote Copse First light

He began to weep too. Everything felt surreal again. None of her former lovers, least of all Thuringwethil, would have empathized with her like this. Wildfire's tears, whether borne of gladness or sadness, had only ever seemed to flummox her former mate. There was something deeply moving about being able to share such vulnerability and raw joy with her partner.

As reality slowly reasserted itself, Wildfire found herself leaving butterfly kisses all over Eljay's face, kissing away his tears even as hers dripped onto his face. She should've been embarrassed for the two of them but there was nothing like that living in her heart right now. She was brimming with all sorts of emotions, none of them in the least negative.

"What?" Eljay asked, apparently not understanding what she meant, which was fair enough considering she hadn't actually said. "You and me. I want us to be mates. If that's something you want too."