Redsand Canyon you were baptized in ice [m]

There was a part of her afraid to see what her own heat would be like because of the nature of what she’d done to it the year before. What if she simply didn’t have the control to stay away from him? It was a real concern of hers, remembering how her mother described the season and how it had affected her similarly when she had conceived Aquene’s own siblings… she nodded at the mention of him helping her, offering a hum. She was a healer, she exposed herself to things that could make her sick every single day… was it not possible she just happened to fall ill the year before when the cause had been something else? She could hope. She frowned at the mention of Akashingo. She would rather keep him here by her side. In her mind, what if something happened to her while he was away?
 
She felt him nibble at her scruff and she shifted her head to nibble lightly at his chest and lower neck. “You have me.” She assured him softly. They did not have to figure everything out together. “At least until our duties call us out for the day.” Hints of reality peaking in, and she knew soon at the very least she would need to leave. The Matrona went to her for supplies as the season started for her, and Aquene would not want to be late. “Thank you.” She murmured softly, sincerely as she brought her gaze up to his olive eyes. It was a thank you for being him, for being there for her, for helping her through her fears… she wasn’t sure he realized just how much it had meant to her, regardless of their feelings for each other. It was something she had never had before.