Greatwater Lake Not the Man I Once Was

I want to. Those words might just bring a bit of joy unto his heart, yet he knows it comes with a catch. He can tell by the way her tone of voice falls that she’s about to say something right after it. Though he wears his emotions on his sleeve at her first three words that he doesn’t even register the rest. Or he does, he’s just not as interested in those one but they’re necessary to answer. 

Her eyes speak wonders to him. So much anxiety and worry, fear for what will come between their two packs. So he gives her a simple answer. “I’ll give you full control of it dear.” He whispers softly, brushing his own whiskered maw against her cheek before pulling back to continue. “Just tell me when you want to end it. Tell me when you can no longer stand the sight of me for whatever I’ve done. I will be eagerly awaiting each and every one of our meeting until that moment.” He side eyes her playfully. “Even then, perhaps you’ll want to kill me in the future, but you know I like a bit of spark in my women.” He comments slyly and nudges her a bit more playfully even though the matter of topic is grim.