Ouroboros Spine On Bended Knee

he, along with the rest of the pack, is summoned by rodyn.

while this sparks a general sense of confusion within kivaluk; curiosity and courtesy win out and he makes his way to where rodyn's call had risen from. a quick assessment of the male gives kivaluk the suspicion that he is nervous ...and there is a quicken to his heartbeat as a thousand possibilities run wild thru his mind at what this meeting could be about.

turns out, as rodyn segues into his monologue that anything kivaluk had thought it could've been about had been dead wrong.

kivaluk watches as, with eyes only for a peachkissed woman, rodyn professes his love before the whole of the pack and kivaluk — though he doesn't necessarily find girls icky anymore — feels uncomfortable. even the internal assurance that this was probably a tradition of moonglow does not seem to help ease it. he feels like he's an intruder, or a bystander who happened to walk in at the wrong time and wanted so bad to leave but was afraid movement might draw attention to him. as to which he did not want.

awkwardness settles upon kivaluk's facial expression, despite that the love confession was sweet. touching. gentlemanly.

and though rodyn had nothing to be embarrassed about because delaney was 'awww, this is so sweet' the whole time she was reading the post, the next emotion to snag kivaluk within it's grasp is what could only be described as a second-hand embarrassment. kivaluk's ears flutter back to rest at half mast atop his skull, sneaking glimpses in desperation at his packmates in the hopes he might garner some ( correct ) social cues from them.