SSWM - 427
A name was a serious thing. It told a story, spoke of something that was deeper then jus the letters and the syllables that made up what one was called. It meant more then just a face. It was supposed to bring forth many more emotions then just the picture of the said creature. Her name spoke to him, miles and miles of feelings and emotions at the sound of it, and the mere thought of it. Simply hearing another speak the ‘r’ that her name began with made his ears perk with interest. Heath thought out each name he gave to the horses, knowing that if he was going to bestow a name without their opinion, it must be a good one.
Soleil, he purred into her chest. Claws seeking the fur of her mane and his fingers. The feline no doubt would be wishing to be held until he fell asleep once he grew tired of their little game. He was a needy fellow, but the wolf could not blame him for wishing to be closer to the woman’s lightly beating heart. Her words came to him, and she approved of what to call the fire colored cat. Heath smiled at the thought that she knew what the French word meant. The Sun and the shine it gave held the same warm and brightness the small kitten had brought to the pair. Heath laughed lightly, of course they were all family. Certainly an odd one, but Heath saw her as his family. He saw her as everything that brought light into his world.
She leaned against his shoulder, and Heath now felt the soft rise of her breath in her chest. Her touch brought a warmth to the male, and for a moment he watched her and the new member of his family. He swallowed hard, thinking of something he had been thinking of for some time. It made him straiten ever so slightly, though he hoped not to jostle her as she rested her head against him. Slowly he took hold of her free hand while the other held the new found companion. The scarred dark furred hand held the light ivory she owned. Gold eyes looked down at the pair, and then he lifted his head to watch her face. Taking a much needed breath he held all he had left of his defenses and then let them crumble at her feet.
“Would you want to be a family, a real one?” he asked with a courage he thought had suddenly left him.