Haunted Wood de dragul tău

The young wolf said nothing.

Issorartuyok stared pointedly at her, anticipating that she would provide him with a response. More than this, he had anticipated that his words would open the door for her. If he had shared his plans with the scout, then moved to encourage her to do the same, why would she not? Frustration bubbled alongside his confusion.

You are upset.

The man’s voice was rough with his perplexity. The ways they talked often left him wondering, but he did not understand what had happened to lead to Meerkat’s expression or the way she turned.

Meerkat, you cannot ask me to love you in this way so soon…

The northerner felt his chest tighten.

Please, I am a man of honor. I have only respect for you, for your skill.

What did he need to ask her to get a response? The thoughts whirred through his mind without pause and he felt he was losing track of things. Somehow, he felt he had been put in the place of a villain. Issorartuyok only wanted to communicate with her, to share their desires and come together with understanding. He was not opposed to the idea of taking her as a wife, not at all. The man wanted to do it the way he believed was right.

I have not known you as my soul’s pair. We have not explored that. Please speak… I do not have many more words. I wish you would speak.