Stavanger Bay Don't give up. Great things take time.

his ears fold slightly for a moment at her apology. he wishes he could reassure her somehow, tell her that her feelings are normal. he settles for leaning against her instead, pressing his thick coat to her side and settling into a more comfortable position. it would be easy to sleep this way, perhaps, were it not for elixir's heat-scent keeping him wide awake. there will be no sleep for him tonight, but he's content with the trade-off; he can't remember the last time he'd enjoyed anyone's company so much, and he's certain it has little to do with her heat.