The area was cozy, the heat from their breath and bodies quickly warming the space despite the sound of wind whipping harshly just outside. She doubted they would ever have a cold night together. It was intimate in a way she had not expected to be in such close quarters with someone else, especially in a den where his parents had no doubt loved each other. Yet it wasn’t awkward as she might have expected from someone she had only just met earlier today, something else to chalk up to this undeniable bond they shared that pulled her to him like gravity. As their eyes connected time seemed to slow, she was so caught up in him and despite it having happened quite a few times today she was still not quite familiar with this feeling though it thrilled her heart to racing. As his cool nose pressed against the warmth of her muzzle a shock not unlike the lightening streaking outside raced through her. It was tender, soft and spoke to something so much deeper inside. She pressed into it, relishing what felt so natural.

He moves away and she feels his absence immediately, following his fluid movements across the open floor until he stop. She smiles lightly at his motion, padding softly across the littered floor happily accepting his invitation. Spinning slowly once she settles in alongside him, close enough to feel the heat of his body but not quite close enough to be touching him. Somehow she is so tuned in to him that it’s easy to feel the tension rolling off his broad shoulders and knowing he is preparing to bare all to her she keeps quiet. Her gaze is reassuring, hoping to reinforce the fact that no matter what he says she will not turn away from him. Her ears perk forward blocking out everything else so as not to miss a single syllable.

She quiets almost immediately as his emotionally laden words fill the space around them. Images dance within her mind of him as a small pup, facing such struggles and growing only to find that his issues had grown with him. As he describes the struggles, taking himself to the very brink of exhaustion until he can no longer even stay awake…it damn near broke her heart. She struggled briefly to understand the fact that he could actually see these demons, enough to actually fight with them or whatever he saw as being possessed by them. Yet she had seen such blind faith before and though she didn’t put him in the same category as her parents and the elders, she was familiar with believing in something so much it became real.

His tone changes as he seems to draw himself out of his past and to the here and now, the future that became a possibility upon their chance meeting. She listens even more intently here, knowing that if she is to do what he needs, to continue to pull him out of such a seemingly endless darkness she would need as much information as possible. A light smile breaks out over her face as he describes what she means to him, unable to hide her joy at knowing that his feelings appeared to reflect her own. Underlying all of that however is a fear that she might not be enough. That after a time his nightmares and visions might return, and what if he one day believed she herself to be possessed by such things. Forcibly she shoved the thoughts out of her mind, more than sure he would never hurt her.

Silence hung between him at his final words, her aquamarine eyes once more seeking out his pale blue ones and to give him the quiet reassurance she knew he would find there. Even beyond that she could feel his uncertainty and needed to let him know she wouldn’t be going anywhere. Tentatively she reached out, closing the space between them and pressing her face in to the underside of his chin, the highest she could reach. Surprised at her own actions she can’t quite bring herself to pull away, fearful that she might lose the chance forever. “I’ve had my fair share of dealings with angels and demons,” she said with the barest ghost of a sad laugh in her voice. She didn’t dare expand on the comment further, at least for the moment, right now was about reassuring him and even despite the storm she wouldn’t be going anywhere. “You’re my other half, Ragnarok. I wouldn’t leave you for anything, no matter what demons you say lurk inside or out. You are mine as I am yours and come what may that fact can never change.” The words were mumbled, speaking more to the hairs which ruffled at her breath than anything else but she loved the comfort she found there too much to move.