Hushed Willows [m] Take what you are, make it sacramental

i love you too.
boone had paused to catch his waning breath, to pull his bedfurs lazily over her shoulder. y'need water, or anything? he'd asked, still with the husk of afterglow clinging to his voice; and in that time of relative silence where her lips met the veins within his wrist, he had simply stared at her, eyes glittering with awe. how serendipitous for him to end up with such an amazing creature to wake up beside.
my life before you, huh? his head flops over with an audible thud as his skull meets the padded denfloor. there wasn't much of one.
my parents, y'know, they, um. they died when i was real young. separate incidents. my mama got real sick. my daddy got too close to one of them damn bears. and i... didn't have no siblings, or nothin'. i guess i swallowed 'em all in the womb.
i fucked around for a while before i decided to move outta mount chesney. there were people i, y'know, stayed with off-and-on. who helped me. but i didn't stick around for long with any of 'em. or they didn't stick with me. and i just decided one day, like, there's gotta be more to life than this. so i went north. waaaaay north. took me a long, long time to get up here. and that's when i met colt n' iseul.
they were nice enough, y'know. colt wasn't, he was up to no good. kept callin' his buddies the gang. but iseul was. two rivers was this tiny, tiny li'l pack way out west in the, uh, the hinterlands. and it... it couldn't sustain itself, i guess. colt done fucked off, his buddies fucked off. iseul and her kids disappeared. and i don't know what all happened to any of 'em.
but, y'know, i... sat around for a while, and then one day, i was like... i can't just keep waitin' for people to come back for me. if they were gonna, they would've. i'm wastin' my life waitin' for shit. so i left too. and then i met you, and the rest was history.