He remained curled around her feeling warmth and care he hadn’t felt from any being since his days as a small pup. IT was strange to have such a comparison but it was one it seemed the pair had shared. But one thing was for sure he felt an attachment so strong that he knew he cared for her and would die for her if it came to it. Love was something hard to describe it was different for different wolves but he knew his was more powerful than anything he had ever felt before. Aided by the bond he was certain but it only made it more pure and sacred than anything else. Sure he loved his parents as a child, it was the only thing he could compare it too, but it was so long ago now that these feelings faded leaving him a quiet shell filled with nothing but a purpose. Now he had this and what he did with it he was still confused on right now though he was happy, sad, and filled with gratitude. A pool of emotions he never really felt before, or at least hadn’t felt in a long time.

Some part of him that he couldn’t’ describe, his soul was his best guess, told him something was conflicting within her, confusing her, there were powerful emotions so similar but still different from his own one what he felt. He tightened his embrace for a moment to comfort this feeling not sure what it was but he knew he wanted it to go away, he wanted her to feel that singular happiness that they had in the valley or traveling up the mountain. It seemed though it steadied replaced slowly with joy of the souls embrace and he relaxed in those moments but it seemed she had something biting at her own tongue as he had his own.

Secrets were something he didn’t want to keep from her were now given, he knew regardless of what she told him or not he would feel the same towards her. There was nothing he could do about it now, their souls so entangled in one another he knew he would care for her and protect her like nothing else in this world. Their silence fell over them but it wasn’t some awkward silence, it was a moment to which he felt he was growing to know her more, in the privacy of his old home he was finding some form of peace in his once desolate and dark world. At his soft promise he knew she found something in it. Irony or whatever it was it was the truth. He would keep anything away from her that she wished, he was her Knight to be ordered, but he knew she would never ask such a role from him. She was just stronger than that and even though he had known her for such a short time he just felt it was so. It came with a silent response one that left him rubbing his own muzzle through her scruff her scent of many lands something like and flowery underneath wafting into his nose and he would never forget in a thousand years.

He didn’t want to pull away and he could see she was less than thrilled with this, but he wanted to look into her eyes, he could tell there was something there, she looked like she was going to cry herself and he felt much the same though he bit it back as best he could unwilling to show such a weak emotion though he knew she would think nothing of it. The warmth between them vanished something in his soul ceased to move as it has in their embrace, she missed it and he would return to give her what she wished, but he had to say it that anything she wanted to tell him he would be there. He would, and while he figured she knew it sometimes it didn’t hurt to say it out loud.

It seems she was taking him up on his offer, she smiles though the light behind her eyes faded as they traveled elsewhere, to her memories, and Ragnarok couldn’t help but feel his little light might have had a past darker than what she deserved. She dived into her past, telling him that she had gone so far she would never likely find her home. As she continued his ears flicked back, not in annoyance at her but the perceived idea behind whatever it was of the place she came from. It was much like the way the ‘demons’ of Iromar felt, drove by foolish beliefs from lands so far away dragging their war here rather than keeping it where it belonged. He was angry at those who dared to try and force her into war, kill her for some silly purpose that had no meaning. What was a soldier after all if they didn’t want to be there? Fodder. Nothing. Ragnarok believed in his strife his purpose, but he would imagine if he didn’t or no longer wished to he would have been killed a long time ago. She didn’t want to go she was afraid and they wanted to send her anyway. His fur prickled along his scruff, but his eyes showed nothing but sympathy for his light what was more her own parents wished to send her off to fight. What parent would force a child to do such a thing. A rumble started in his throat at that, though quickly stifled as her story came to an end.

He saw her eyes, sad perhaps a bit guilty for leaving as she had, she had no right fell such pain but she seemed to find some resolve in him and his demons. Perhaps whatever purpose that had chased her form her lands had led her to him to cure him of his blight, while their souls joined or whatever else. Fate had a funny way of dealing the cards. But he wholly agreed to her last words. No one deserves to live a life they did not choose. While Ragnarok was at peace with his purpose he knew his life would be better without this plague that was falling upon him. ”I know you will, you already have calmed the storm inside me. There is no price to pay to do this.” A small wry smile crossed his maw it was a serious situation, but she had already said she wished to stay with him. ”Unless you can’t stand me, then I suppose that would be a great price indeed.” He gave her a playful nuzzle on the side of her cheek urging her to smile and be happy as she had been before.

”You did the right thing leaving. No one should die for a cause they don’t believe in or wish to fight for.” He gave her another little poke with his muzzle. ”Though… if something changes I wouldn’t hold you back from leaving… I promise.” As much as it pained him so if she really wanted he would let her go. He would understand as much as he never wished it to happen. ”But I do wish nothing more than to be with you until the end of time, maybe in time you can be heart and soul, though I promise you already have claimed both, my little light.” He nuzzled her on the cheek then before pulling away slightly again no one would take her away against her will not as long as he was around. Not ever.