Lost Creek Hollow espu[m]a

You are- You are not her.

Crowfeather felt he had overstepped. She didn’t want this. She wanted to leave until it had passed and he should not hold her there. He knew better. He knew that it was best for her to find peace with herself. The creeping fear that she would never come home had gripped him by the throat.

You are… sweet. You think of others before you think of yourself. You work hard. You are- he breathed out a sigh. You are clever and beautiful and- and- amazing.

The dark figure touched her gingerly with his snout. He kissed at her cheek, hoping that she would see all of her amazing features.

If you- If you wanted it… his heart beat quickly. I will give it to you. I will- I will be yours.

Hadn’t she earned that?