Redhawk Caldera Beaver Moon

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bronco spoke and she knew he meant it down to the good, deep marrow of him, where even his bones seemed to be in service to his loyalty. all the while the scarring of his face she had never questioned, only kissed a hundred times, and kissed them now, responding without words.
for they had galloped away from her stricken throat like a herd of deer, galloping along the pendant of her heartbeat; she sought the sound thudding low in the barrel of his chest, pillowing her head there
"you did, bronco," teya said, a little wonderingly. he had proven it over and over, each day; he had allowed her time to heal and did not rush her, and so much of their time together had been talking about sorana — she saw his investment.
she only needed to allow herself the nakedness of the same.
the raven pulled away but only a little, only until she could settle her eyes onto his.
"i love you back."