Swiftcurrent Creek Promise I'll be kind, but I won't stop until that boy is mine

"well," lestan began, settling on the floor of the wide den. "i don't think blossom should be o-outside a pack. not for long, anyway. it's not safe, as you know." he blinked sharply a few times and then took a deep breath. 
if this were beneath any other circumstances, he would leave her for a small while, go to search out a place for them. but reverie had never done well alone, and nor he, and he dearly did not wish to be parted from either of them now.
"we c-could head into the mountains." his bluegold eyes found hers, a seed of anticipation sparkling inside him.