Moonspear kipigniugun ⚭

Don't rush, a voice ceaselessly persisted, but looking this dead in the face so newly told him he couldn't afford to stall. If he did not take his action, he worried--always, that this could escalate, that this could easily turn into everything they all warned against with the right sorts involved, and be some new terrible catalyst for more internal strife on the mountain. At least if.. him, maybe it wouldn't have to go like that. She wouldn't have to be caught in the middle of their mess, and he could surely help hold it together for the good of them all. 

But also, Hydra could quiet it all if she so willed. Decide all of this for them.. but, she had not made him think that would necessarily be the case, not lately, not when she certainly did not discourage him to consider the opportunity it granted him--even at his own snail's pace before. He had her support then. However it was before his brothers, and tense times had come to pass since.

He wasn't sure if that would've changed his suggestion if it were not for her looming season. It rush-ordered it, sure, but he could still see himself comfortable beside her in time if all kept going well enough between them, with or without that instinctive urging that said now, or never for him. Jarilo also wasn't sure if it fully set in, either. The gravity of it could come later. He had intended to take his time, but he didn't have it to waste if he was going to roll that dice with his sister and her mate.

The dark Ostrega did have other matters to bring before them, though they were ones he didn't want to handle now, either--but he knew he must. This could help further steel his resolve. She made it easy and he had come close enough to press his nose to her cheek, though didn't linger. Inwardly, he reeled in his own way. Maybe that was easier than expected, as his face warmed more and he started to slip beside her, brushing past just to her wet furs if she let him before he arced away--quick to regret the space again, but he had to say head-on: Ah, alright--you will still have much to teach me in this, but I want to.. for you, he told her, and for Moonspear, his over-arching motive in all things to give him the solid ground to stand upon at all.