Whitebark Stream All my fears could be Irrelevant

The concept of mating for life sounded simultaneously exhausting and romantic. How dedicated a partner must be to put all of his energy, hopes, and dreams into one person! How agonizing it must be to be dissapointed over and over expecting one person to meet all your needs! 
But still... Artyom had opened her eyes to the fact her ways were...not so typical here. And she was reminded once again how she was very, very far from home. 
He brushed against her once again and she smiled, inhaling his scent, leaning into his touch. 
She giggled softly at his request, smiling up at him with shimmering blue pools. 
"I've never had a mate either."  she laughed. "I guess we'll have to learn how to be mates together. And we'll go as fast, or slow, as you need to."  She gave a slight wag of her tail, and grinned. "I wanna learn that strange language you always speak. Please?"