Bearclaw Valley i can't fight this time now

Cole tilted his head, studying her for a quiet moment before a small, approving huff escaped him. Yeah, he said simply, his voice gruff but carrying an undertone of warmth. S'fine good idea.
He shifted slightly, loosening his hold but not entirely letting go. There was something about Nephele's calm that made it easier for him to lower his guard—a rare thing. He gave her a faint nudge with his muzzle, a silent signal that it was time to move.
Come on, he murmured, his tone soft but firm. I'll show you. With that, he turned toward the path ahead, his strides steady and unhurried as he led her toward a secluded spot in the valley—a place he rarely shared but thought, maybe, he could now.

fade in your next? I'll start new!