Northstar Vale Ima be a love you 'til the day I die kinda man

He worried for her—his affection and words stirred only silence for the moment as her inner thoughts churned with guilt. She didn’t wish to worry him—and she didn’t wish to be a burden on any. And so he seemed to give up on that end for now, and as he showed her the gifts he had brought, her honey eyes softened, a paw tenderly brushing the offering and her smile genuine as she reached up to plant a kiss on his cheek. Thank you, she offered quietly, her tone warm. Anything to build their herbal storage—anything to assist Epoch from winters grasp and everything in the lands would be frozen. 

As she ruminated over his thoughtful present that had clearly taken time and care, Meadow stole a sideways glance to the man, a thoughtful quiet settling over her before she shrugged gently. My appetite isn’t great these days… I find food almost nauseating, she finally admitted, a brow quirked to her towering soldier.