Ouroboros Spine [m] i’m in the trees, i’m in the breeze, my footsteps on the ground

She was swept into his strong embrace, and her answer was a breathless laugh, wrapping herself up in him. Vairë tucked her nose against his shoulder, letting her eyes fall closed. That hurt animal in her chest curled content beside the fire, finally safe from the storm.

Old Doe snorted, and left. She pulled her head back to look Valiant in his eyes, flicking her gaze from one to the other in uncertainty of which one to look into. Her lips cracked around a smile, and she chuckled to herself.

I am ready to be anaa again. A curious spark in her eye, turning to a glowing ember of want that she shoved into the bottom of her stomach.

If you do not mind, that is.

He is sure, he is certain, he will not leave. she told herself, enough times to try and make it true.