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She inhaled sharply—his words a soothing balm upon her heart, and she blinked, trying to keep back the tears she refused to shed. Emotions were heavy—hopefully, in time, they would become lighter once more. And as her eyes swept across the place he claimed he would settle with her to, she found herself wondering what it would be like to raise a family here—

—and tilting her muzzle upward, she sought him for a gentle kiss, trying to maintain the floodgates from opening. “Over time,” she murmured, purposely leaving her words open to interpretation. Over time they could plant gardens—ensure Epoch held a plethora of herbs needed for their well-being. Over time they could hold lessons here, for the youth of their pack mates. Over time, she hoped, they could even have a family here.

Over time they could heal.