Bearclaw Valley If I was born a blackthorn tree

So do I, she agreed softly. She had complete faith in the bear, but that didn't mean things would go as planned. She knew indirectly how cruel the bear could be. She knew she would feel the spirit's wrath at some point when it realized who was actually first in her heart. 

He was tired; the healer could see it in every line of his face. You should rest, Arielle told him. I will stay here with you. She was still shell-shocked from the fight and thinking she might lose him, so it was hard to stay away for long. For now, she had no obligations to pull her from the den, so she would nap with him, grateful for this moment she may not have had.

figured we could fade this one too <3