Surrender up my heart, and swap it for yours.

She didn't think about it because she didn't have to think about it. Paarthurnax knew that she felt something for Shadow (or was she to call him Nox, now that she knew his true title?), had done for some time, but fear of rushing into things had held her back. Although she still had doubts and desired to know him better, she felt far more confident to take the next step of their relationship.

He gawked at her and, with a grin, the crimson healer nuzzled his jawline and flicked her tongue fleetingly across his lower lip. "Yes," she said simply, a whisper, her copper eyes alight with certainty. She adored him despite his possessiveness, his pride and the identity he kept from her. More than anything, Paarthurnax wanted to believe that this was the same wolf who'd claimed her desperate heart.