"The thought terrifies me" she sighed and felt his body on hers, she shifted and leaned against him with equal force and licked his paw "Gowron, I was raised to live alone, my family didnt have mates, we lived alone, provided for eachother" NightShade sighed and licked her paw cleaning it "If you could pick somebody for me, who would you choose?" she glanced up at him and eyed him, her eyes switching from gold to goldish-blue and staying there. She felt a tinge of evilness seep into her bones "Should I choose you?" she asked, her voice going gentle. He didnt need to answer that, Lou had told her the gods accepted Gowron, and her telling him would be crossing over the boundary of her personal shell. NightShade looked away slowly, she wouldnt tell him that. Nightshade watched the dirt, seeing a little ant crawl on the ground. She wished she could be an ant, just run from her problems, she would if she wasnt an Alpha. She was raised to be Alpha, to hold her title with more honor than love itself. She tryed to look busy btu in her mind she thought of lou and her words of the gods. She liked Gowron, she had figured that out herself, it was telling him that she found an impossible task to complete.
((Ah yes! Well, quite a lot has happened since I've been away. I do hope I haven't caused a stir? Well, better late than never I suppose.))
Gowron listened, and he felt that she was opening up to him. Of course she was opening up to him. This was the most he had ever heard her speak of herself, or her past. He focused everything on her, shutting out the rest of the grove, and the rest of the world. His eyes were laid on hers, and he barely heard her question he was so focused. His pulse quickened, and his eyes widened again. She was asking
him? Emotions and thoughts ran rampant inside his mind. Should he tell her? Should he brush her off? He loved her, of that there was no doubt, but he was not certain of her feelings. Had all his patience and calculating plans crippled him, making him unable to pounce on the creature, and the affection he so desired?
NO! I will NOT lose this opportunity. She is opening the door, and I must walk through. He hesitated at her question about choosing him though. Did she not know herself if she felt for him? Gowron lowered his head, and in one final moments deliberation, made up his mind. "I cannot choose for you. Your heart must choose, and if it is not certain, then no action must be taken. A mate is binding. Only death can break mates apart, nothing else. I would not choose for you, because if I made a mistake, I would forever regret bringing such a burden upon you."
He shook his head again, and sadness creeped into his voice. "I cannot say or not if I am your mate, but know this: If our roles were reversed, I would choose you without hesitation." There. he had said what he had wanted to say for such a long time. Staring her directly in her own beautiful eyes, it felt as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulder. He awaited her response, and made up his mind that whatever the answer, he would never stop loving her. Not until death took him. As he waited, both he and Nightshade seemed oblivious to the goings on in other places. This place, was so isolated, and Gowron was so focused on Nightshade, that he heard neither the song of calling, nor the other sounds he would normally hear perfectly if he were outside of this tranquil grove. All his attention, his senses, and his heart was on Nightshade. This was it, the time he had been waiting for, and nothing would stand in the way, good or bad.