For once, it felt as if age had never been a problem for her before. She was no longer seventeen, but felt as if she was a young girl once again, letting the salty breeze rush over her and release those inner fears, those inner worries that made her joints ache and throb. It felt as if she had almost been transferred back in time, back to when there was no problems. Back before the meteor had struck, before it had killed so many, before it had taken away her ocean home. Her heart thudded in her chest, a rhythm she hadn’t felt before. She was no longer living in fear, not at what tomorrow might bring, and not in fear of being hurt by another.
She knew without a doubt that it was Panzer’s presence that made those fears dissipate, and she didn’t know what that meant. How foolish, huh? In all of her seventeen years, she’d never felt love for another wolf, other than her own family. Her daughters had been born of difficult situations, ones she’d never wish to speak of again. But she’d never felt a feeling that made her feel as free as she did in that moment. He has given her more than she ever dreamed of.
His words break into her thoughts, and her eyes turn back to his face, shining with a joy she had never felt before in her life, a pure, untainted joy that felt as if it would never end. He spoke of a den on the cliff, away from the tide. A thrill raced through her, at the thought of being even closer to her beloved sea, of a den with a view that would bring more peace to her heart than she could remember. But she paused in her thoughts. Where would he be? Was this his plan, to bring her here, tell her where she could stay…then leave? A shot of panic filled her before she spoke. “It sounds like heaven, Panzer…But-“ she paused, her eyes searching his before she looked out at the sea before them.
“Will I be able to see you still? I don’t want to be alone…anymore.” her words faded, her eyes casting down as she wondered if this friendship was all it would be. Her heart didn’t know what to make of these feelings. Was it simple infatuation, her caring for him? Or was it turning into something she couldn’t, or wouldn’t be able to control.