Redtail Rise buoyant

In the instant following her confession she felt fer grip her, rattling her to the core when she wondered how to backpedal if he turned her down, or showed even a lukewarm response. She remained frozen as though dread chilled her to the bone, with each passing moment stealing a bit of the warmth from her heart.

 One moment longer, and she might have pushed him away and called his silence rejection- but it was with such warmth and sincerity that he spoke again that her doubts melted away. His touch broke the spell which had turned her into a frigid statue, and as he sighed so did she. Blood returned to her extremities, and she felt herself practically glow when she realized what they'd just spoken out loud to one another. 

He was her only, now- and in spite of all of the wonderful moments she'd spent with others, she grieved those opportunities very little, now that she knew Ancelin would be committed to her. She felt so full of gratification that she felt she couldn't even look at another wolf, now that Ancelin was hers. 

She could hear the smile in his voice, and felt her cheeks begin to burn as well, from a grin so broad it was almost a grimace. She nuzzled the fur of his shoulder, uttering a soft whimper. "You're my only, too."