Ouroboros Spine [m] goldstone

chickadee! his chickadee...

her embrace is welcoming and he melts into it; draws great comfort from it.

so very glad that she does not hate him for being this selfish and cold towards kigipigak; letting her words wash over him like warm, calming waters.

he draws in a heavy breath, her perfume filling his lungs, lingering on his tongue. lovely and floral.

yes, he drawls to her words. i will be your husband and father to our daughters and sons, it is this, he looks forward to the most. planting the seeds of their life together, of their legacy; embarrassment about the idea long since fleeing him.

i have spent some time thinking about this, though recent ...events... have helped to speed along the process, he quiets for a moment, drawing back only enough to search her face. i have taken Kigipigak's last name and then my mothers when he left and combined it with my home pack's name. but that is not me. that is not the legacy i want our children to bear. i was hoping we could choose a surname to take together. as husband and wife. to give to our daughters and sons. something that is wholly our own.