His voice, while soft, still held the male tune and washed over my soul in ways the ocean never had been able to muster. This was more than what I had with Ra's, so much deeper than what I had with Mortz. There was reassurance from him, a need to make me feel better that somehow actually worked, deepening my resolve. I could not take being alone, even in a pack of wolves, any longer. I would not be unhappy and left to wait, any longer, I could not stand it. Not when I knew what would be out there for me, not when I could make my own happiness and forget my past. He gives me this, he allows me to understand that there were reasons for leaving, and there were reasons for staying. What makes the difference is whether staying has more reasons than leaving. I had Novel and Rune, yes, but when did I see them? They did not need me anymore, and I was a year old when my mother left me, and I turned out okay. Hell, I am one of the best healers out there.

It was never meant for me to be so broken, but, if the path I took on my journey to get here made me perfect for my true soul, then it was worth it. I feel the rejection, the depression, the gut rending need to fit in anywhere. My heart breaks for what he has been through, his road one made of harder misery than my own, though in some regards I can relate. He wants so badly to be what I need him to be, it was nearly painful to think that he would do what ever I asked of him. I would not abuse the privilege, my poor Bird had enough of that for the both of us. When I move, I can still feel the warmth of him against my back, the impression of where his body fits to mine. It was like my own special brand, just from him. I make my way toward the caves, very well aware of the direction of his thoughts, I keep my tail half mast, a knowing smirk on my face. I cannot help myself, to know he wanted me simply proved my point. He was all the male I would ever need.

"If you keep feeling this way, you will end up getting us lost. I cannot navigate tunnels if I am enjoying the feel of my soul thinking of me that way." I speak frankly, honestly, jokingly. Feeling heated and like blushing at the same time was not something I was used to. I wanted to rush him, to push and flirt until he couldn't stand it anymore and had to act. In the same sense, I wish to learn the ins and outs of him before I get that close to him. A thought occurred to me then, and I stopped in the mouth of the cavern we would enter the grotto with. I give a smirk and duck my head, tilting my ears back toward Bird, my eyes carefully on my path as I work out just how to help my imprint. My thoughts and emotions are a whirlwind as I begin to sort out just how I could help, I knew nothing of such things. I wonder if ginseng would help him, if this was truly an issue that needed to be fixed for him. I didn't think it needed to be, but if he did, I would set about on my task for him.