Ouroboros Spine she brought the sugar and the mint

At this question, Valiant only smiled, wide and brilliant and dazzling. Of course he was ready.

Silently, he took the edge of the pelt and pulled it over both their shoulders, pinning them together to keep it from slipping either way. They moved into the river still side by side, Valiant hissing and then huffing in laughter at the steep drop in temperature. When they were up to their chests in it, he turned carefully toward her, shifting the white pelt into a tent over both their heads.

It was quiet inside. Just the sound of their breathing, and the musical echo of the current. It pulled gently at the edges of the pelt.

"Together?" he said, gazing up into her eyes in the relative darkness. Everything glowed just faintly blue, filtered refraction from the glaciermelt water below and around them. Her eyes most especially.

Valiant cleared his throat and began to speak the words he'd taught her, carefully in time with his bride:

"My heart with yours, my home with yours, my life with yours."

Three times, so that there could be no doubt it was a promise. And then, at the end to seal it, "Now and forever."

He waited until she had echoed him to press a long kiss to her muzzle.