Ghost Lion Crag i will not let my future go on without the help of my soul

then you might miss your chance. arcturus stared after wraen, unseeing -- what did that mean? what did it mean? he would think of that statement for a long time - perhaps longer than appropriate.. for it left him even more bewildered than his encounter with towhee had.

much like with towhee, arcturus didn't want wraen to leave. he watched helplessly as she got up and stretched. did she really have to go? a new hurt welled in his heart, which he refused to show.

his gaze lifted in surprise as he felt wraen brush his cheek. how he wanted to linger in that moment -- but it was neither fair, nor right. he watched her mournfully as she turned around and made for home. he should have fought against it - he should have done anything but pull the plug here -- but all he could do was watch in rueful silence as wraen walked away.

all the while, the heat of her gentle touch still burned along his cheek long after she had gone.