She does not remember exactly when or why she doted upon Dieloch as she did, but when it started it had not stopped. Their first meeting had been some years ago during troubling times for both of them, and Dieloch had been young and at the mercy of others. She had helped him fight off creatures, not having any reason why that she had put herself at risk to have done so. Maybe she had seen something in him even then, but that was the past. He had saved her from the vagabonds capturing her, and she had tried to keep tabs of the ongoings from then on. Drifting in and out, until the day Dieloch was free of them and Illyria kept close.
There had been the time when she had wandered off to try and sort out her thoughts on the entire matter, of how exactly she viewed Dieloch after all that time, and then she had returned to him again. Last Fall before Winter hit, she had been injured in a hunting accident, so the idea of pups had to be pushed aside. This Winter, however, she was looking forward to the idea. She had lost so much time to uncertainty, and she no longer wanted to be held back. Not from that, not from injury.. something had to be done about her need to keep part of herself going with the creation of new lives. Dieloch had plans, however, and she was interested in seeing them through.
There would probably be others to share Dieloch's attentions, but that did not bother Illyria. She had her own way of viewing what they were to each other, and that worked for her. She wasn't possessive, she was practical. Of course it was nice to feel wanted, which is how she did feel around the male. He finds her where he said she would be safest, mulling over the idea of where the future was headed. She allows a small smile back to him, and as he speaks she presses her nose to his face lightly. "I am sure you can make something out of whatever you take." She replied, unconcerned about which land would eventually become their home.
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