Ouroboros Spine how can i believe when this cloud hangs over me

you're right.
and she was. it did make peregrine appreciate moonglow's acceptance of him more, and it made him feel even more constricting, heavy guilt. and he thought she knew it too, based on the knit to her auburn brows. he breathes out a sigh of contentment, one forepaw inching closer to hers as if to silently commiserate.
yeah, i'm here to stay, he'd decided it long ago, but he was especially sure of it now. i mean, it's not like i have anywhere else to go. do, um, do you? plan on staying? the tangerine eyes twinkle with a glow that says please say yes.