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germanicus dipped his muzzle to smooth her forehead. at the beginning of their relationship he had performed touch as something fennec needed and he did not.

he had held her many times and many ways since then.

this time it felt natural how she melded against him and how his heartbeat had slowed to a canter due to her presence. the eagle considered that he had come to depend on the consistency of sleeping and rising with fennec and their shared words, even if they were not at this intensity so often.

this time it felt as though germanicus wanted it as well.

bronco had deprived fennec of trust. repeatedly, from the sound of it, repeated lies. she did not want that again. and the eagle would ensure it did not come to be.

"i have no qualms about what this is and what we have chosen to prioritize. if i ever had a single misgiving, i promise to bring it to you. i do not want to live in a world of unsaid things." as far as he could see, fennec was very tired of this potential.

now he fell silent, lapsing into peace for a time.