Redtail Rise [m] bolero

YESS

Ashlar was silently bracing for the worst as Ratio searched his expression. He couldn't be sad if this wasn't what he wanted because to him, Ratio deserved the world. He shouldn't have to settle for something if it did not make him happy. Ashlar would be content in the knowledge that, someday, another would come who could give him what the bard could not.

He was ready, but the words he heard were opposite of what he expected. Slowly Ashlar's eyes met his, briefly, and joy suffused their golden depths as he realized what it meant. It is enough and so are you. Ashlar let out a whine of relief and pressed his head against Ratio's chest again, burying his muzzle in the meeting of their fur. He stayed there for a moment, glad beyond words that he wouldn't have to pretend.

I'll tell her. About you, and this. He said in a slightly muffled voice. It was only fair and Ashlar did not want her to think he was being dishonest. Maybe she would not like the choice either and if she did not, he would give the same answer. She deserved her happiness too.