Altar of Twilight Get cool, boy

He felt embarassed and a bit frightened when he posed the question. It wasn't as simple as it sounded- because it'd mean figuring out how to inform Mal that she was leaving the pack, and then finding a place where she could be happy that also, potentially, included him. He wasn't sure if that was enough to keep her in one place, as it seemed as though the absence of her sister had left her feeling fairly lonely. But when she offered to try, and reached out to touch him he melted, and reached out to pull her close. 

His heart raced a bit, but nothing about this felt wrong or out of place. They'd both been through a lot, and had lost their family members and friends one way or another. Now, they were left clinging to what little they had left- but even just that little bit was a lot. He smoothed his muzzle over the top of her head, and placed a kiss between her ears. He wondered if perhaps he ought to offer her more, to try and make her stay- but he wasn't sure he could commit to that. For now, if she stayed for as much as this, he hoped that would be enough. 

A few moments passed before he pulled away, a somewhat sheepish smile on his face. He liked getting to be so fond with Vallkyrie, and that she reached out for him- but they still had searching to do. He'd stay close to her side now, as they continued to search, keeping the dark beauty in the corner of his eye and thinking over and over to himself how lucky he was that she'd decided to stay with him, at least for now.