He watched her, eyes taking in her every moment, ears taking in her every breath and word. It felt like it had been centuries since he had seen her yet it was like she was never gone as she moved along beside him. He didn’t mean to leave her alone, ever. He wanted to take care of her to see that she was fine, but also knew that Diveen would never let her be in danger. He knew that Kane had his soul in another pack, knew his feelings, but he had his Isola whom he gathered he had first. It was a tough situation, for Coszcotl knew he could never have both different mate and soul that were not one and the same. He was much too devoted to his Moth that he did not feel affection for any other. He had several friends that were female to be sure, but none captivated him or even compared to how he felt towards the older female he traveled next to now. His tail waved his being felt complete and she was with him in his new home, his home. Everything was perfect and he wished it could stay like that forever.

His ears fell back as she shook her head to his apology. He still felt that he could have forced some time to be made between all the meetings to run to Diveen and see her. It brought him some heart though that she had said she had understood, though he would still worry about her wellbeing despite what she said. Even if she were his age he still would have worried about her as he did. He did not see her age as weakness by any means; he knew she was stronger than most simply because of all her experience. The ache in her bones, well even he felt tinges of it on a cold day, it was just normal. He smiled though, not replying just nodding to her to show that he understood what she was saying. He would try not to worry so much, try being the key word.

As he escorted her he couldn’t help but just bask in the beauty of his lands. He never disliked Diveen, but it never felt so perfect for him as Taviora did. He knew Moth loved Diveen and thought everything about it was perfect, but he hoped Taviora could hold its own in her mind in terms of beauty. They finally reach the place he had been leading her too though and he watches her as she takes in the area that he had been staying at. The look in her eyes, the smile, it was enough to tell him everything he needed to know. His tail waved and he felt as if he was glowing on the inside. Perhaps she could feel it or even see it, it just always felt so right with Moth around.

He watched as she moved around the clearing, closing her eyes as he often did and letting the natural sounds fill her ears. He sat down waiting and watching her noticing her puzzled look as she looked to the area he found himself usually sleeping in each night. He didn’t explain that, yet he told her of why he had chosen the area. Finally though it as time for her to answer the question he so deeply wanted to know. Did she like his home? It was only part of really want he wanted. The cream and brown male did not expect her to want to stay here after years of living in Diveen and before that the land known as Trenus.

She said she did like it and he smiled and gave a very puppy-like wild wave of his tail, ”I have most happy you is liking it! Perhaps you can visit more if you is wanting, and I make a nice den near here for you to stay the night if you like so you is not to far from this area and you still hear the sounds.” He wanted more than anything that she would never leave, but he would take visits and overnight stays. It would never be easy, again he felt for all who had chosen separate mate and souls, it all seemed so difficult to him.

His sunset gaze closed for just a moment letting the sounds of everything and Moth’s scent envelope him. He had no idea what she was planning when finally he felt water go flying up all over his face. He let out a surprised snort shaking his head about, eyes flashing open. Moth barked and Coszcotl was not far behind. He was not the quickest male on his feet, but he set off after her tail waving above his back. He barked at her, noticing that he actually ran a fair bit slower. He pressed himself to move faster following not all that far behind. He had stamina to run for days, it would be a waiting game if it was a game of cat and mouse they were playing, for now though he was content running through Taviora with his soul enjoying the game.

"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"


COSZCOTL
==--7 Years—Keeps Moth's Soul—Guards his Own Heart—>