I never would have believed this moment would ever pass with my imprint, his bond to Kiska forged from stubborn will and determination. He was at least committed to his cause, and thus I can turn something I hated into something I could tolerate, at the very least. I muse all of this as I pick over my meal, watching the way his eyes burn as he watches me. It makes my skin grow hot, despite the wintery weather and icy surroundings. Every so often, my yellow gaze lands on the bush between us, unable to take them away from the beauty of it. The roses are absolutely stunning in their crystal cages; a nice feature to add to the splendor of the whole atmosphere. It makes me wonder if I am worth all of the effort he made, if he could really think me important enough to share something like this.

He knows what I want, he has always known it, since the beginning, though I had to back down to his wishes - my only want for his happiness - and leave him to his choice. It has been a difficult ride, and at one point, I had given up. Now, a small flame of hope sparks in my eyes, a tiny shimmer of true joy spreads over my features and suddenly I am grinning again. I have learned to read my shadow like a book, my smirk bringing a dark charm to his sensual features, his golden eyes looking more and more like their molten metal coloration. Oh, how I love the way his gaze is, the promise within his eyes, the chill it brings to my soul. My ears prick forward upon his last word, a small smile breaking across my maw, showing the tips of white knives - ruby masked in the wake of my hunger.

A meal like this would have made me feel uncomfortable had it been any wolf other than my Devil. And perhaps this is why I move to him once my stomach is full, I am - and always have been - comfortable. I lay against him and I feel as if I have landed on the most comfortable rock, his solid frame matching the curve of my throat perfectly. Where ever I lay my head I was comfortable. I revel in the contact, relishing the feel of him against me, and loving the rise and fall of his sides as he inhaled and exhaled. I simply lay in the warmth of Devil, enjoying the feeling of him against me, unable to keep myself from pointing out the utter rightness of the situation. I find a true happiness when I am near him, and the ache when I am away is unbearable.

Devil turns to me after he finishes his meal, and he is rewarded with a deep purr-like growl of pleasure as he presses his nose against my chest. My eye cracks open enough to reveal a thin sliver of yellow, my head moving to nip a little roughly at his ear. Simultaneously, I feel his teeth against my skin, and an unbidden moan escapes my mouth before I can stop it. His smile brings a mirrored grin to my own face, my forepaw coming to rest against his shoulder before I whine, protesting him rising, though I quickly followed suit, nodding. "Yes, I am ready, love." My voice is deep, husky with the feelings he produces in me, my eyes bright and reflecting every bit of heat and love his own golden eyes do.

My grin tells all as he moves to lead me on another walk, and I find I fall into step flawlessly, our very paw falls becoming nearly one sound against the earth. My mind drifts to our spree, to the male we trapped against the tree, how alive I felt, how awakened. I suppose this need to do my Art is stronger than I imagined. I move beside him as we round the cliff, casting him a grin as he looks at me when we finally reach our destination. The trip up having been full of brushes and bumps against my imprint, I still could not keep from reaching out and planting a stolen kiss on his cheek. My tarnished silver tail waves behind me as he issues that loving, hot command for me to come. I obey, leaping up after him as he ascends the cliff face itself, my body humming with the exertion of my muscles and a slow burn began. It was enough to bring my body roaring back to life, the rocks getting harder to grip as we made our way, I catch Devil each time he checks on me, flashing him a devious grin as I move along behind him. We finally make it to the fang-shaped out-cropping, and I watch as he moves under the sharp point.

The groan he issues and the feeling of the sharp point scraping down my own back have me convinced he thought of me, the fact I could feel as he did meant he had. As the eerie sympathy-pain feeling spread down my body, so too, did an odd pleasure. I let out a soft breathy sigh as I watch him, staring after him a few seconds before he disappears from sight. I move forward a few steps, avoiding the angle of the rock, having felt the pleasing pain of its point far too much for me to concentrate already. Devil comes back around to show me the proper route and I move to follow him through the small opening. That grin, such an almost innocent look, like a child with a very juicy secret. I let out a soft sigh of happiness, merely content to follow along behind him through the cramped entrance, though truly it had to be snug for Devil. There is an odd tinkling sound, almost music and I find my curiosity growing to near threatening levels. I grow giddy as suspense builds, my tail waving behind me as I move.

When I can finally see what he is showing me, my eyes grow wide at the beauty of it, the light beams making the mood of the entire experience. I gape and gawk, my surprise clear on my face before my gaze finally lands on the boyishly charming form of my soul. I am in a state of blissful shock and I simply stand there, speechless. The mystery of the musical sound is solved as I look over the waterfall, the pool at the bottom of it, and I catch the grin he gives me as I look down. He explains the pool, my silvery form moving to stand beside him, close enough our pelts mingle, hanging onto his every word. I move to test the waters of this hot spring, my lips parting to give way to a soft gasp, the sound mixing with the hiss of his breath.

His features turn shy as he tilts his head to look at me, my mind still attempting to formulate a response to all of this. "It is breathtaking, Devil..I really don't know what to say." I smile at him, the gesture a soft one, appreciative of this day. I brush against him, moving further into the pool, my smile turning more seductive as I submerge myself in the warm waters of the spring, my muscles loosening as I do, bringing a soft moan to my lips. I turn and look at him, laying my head at his paws against the stone bank of the pool. My eyes shining utter bliss at him. I move my head, my nose touching his paw as I relax in the water, thoroughly enjoying the gift. I wonder if he will get in with me...