Lost Creek Hollow i feel them creep inside

Ash Paw studied him and he couldn't answer and that was an answer within itself. Certainly he had some does of affection for her as she did for him, but there was something within the both of them that resisted. Her's was the refusal to give up everything as her auntie, to a man who loved her, but couldn't just love her.  She refused to be that way.

A soft sigh. Oh Ingram. She murmured and then nodded. Very well. Hmm. I don't wish to argue there is too much turmoil in the riverclan as it is right now. So we will leave this set for now, seems we both have a lot to think about.

Standing to her calico paws she stared at him. I am here should you want me, the den is still yours as well, the children too of course. I will give you until next spring to figure out your feelings so that I can return what you are willing to give or to cut ties with me if you so wish. I only ask that you tell me what you decide.

She of course hoped he decided sooner than that, but that would give their children time to be raised by the two of them. His own children would be born to the island witch and he could decide if he still wanted to live with her. Ash Paw had realized then that despite that the woman used and abused, he too had let her and couldn't quite get her out of his head and his heart and she would not stand in his way. She ghosted forward and gave him a soft nudge and if he allowed a lick to his muzzle then she'd be gone back into the riverclan shadows and the den where their children lay.