There was so much of Moladion that I had yet to explore, so much mystery and wonder of the world here that I was hesitant to explore. I wanted us to have a home, one with a pack that we would want to live with, and at the same time, I didn’t want to spend any time away from Ryne, selfish, yes. But after all, he was all I cared about, there was nothing else in our lives that would matter more to me than him. My heart thudded slowly against the bone wall of my chest, the blood rushed through my body, the sound echoing in my ears in the silence that would be between them for a moment.

Nuzzling closer to his shoulder, I let my eyes close as I laid my head against his shoulder, comfortable in the silence that spanned between us, just the sensations that ran across my skin at the touch of him. It was more than enough, I didn’t need anything else. Yes, the thought of us moving into a pack was always on my mind, wondering how I’d get along with other pack members, praying that I would be able to keep my strange habits to myself, so far I had been able to keep from talking to the trees when I thought Ryne may be around, and so far it was working well.

I sigh, a soft contented sound slipping from my lips as he nuzzles me before speaking. My ears twist, perking up as I listen to his words, contemplating the thought of exploring the cave again with him, but really, just being here with him, just laying here, was fun enough.

He began speaking again, and I lifted my head, bright cyan eyes opening to look up at him as he speaks of packs. Diveen. Hmm. I had heard about the pack, led by a mated pair, the daughter of one of the old alphas from pre-meteor packs. I hadn’t explored close to the packs as of yet, so I knew nothing of it. But the way he spoke, sounded like that out of the four, it was the one he thought would be best for us.

I take a few moments before I speak. “We can go and look together if you want, I haven’t gone towards the packs yet so I can admit I’m a bit curious about them, and I think that we’ve stayed here long enough, it’s a bit past time to find a home, right?” I hoped that I was saying the things that he wanted to hear, after all, that’s all I ever wanted to do, was to say what he wanted me to say.

- sorry so cruddy ! -