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She stayed by the pool, crouched down, frozen. His eyes traced over the marks upon her back, both the woad and the scars. The man's fingers twitched with the memory of running over those memories of battles past. His hands gentle with her as they were with no one else except for the twins. Part of him wanted to leave, to run from the image of her, finding the experience almost painful. This wasn't real. He knew this wasn't real. She was hundreds of miles away. Gone back to that pack that had held her loyalty before concern for the safety of their pups had driven them away. Onus didn't understand why she had left. Couldn't understand. There had always been things about her that he didn't understand, but he had never imagined those things would make her leave. What could be so important as to make her walk away from their family. To walk away from him.
She rose, and turned to face him, and the sight of her face made him nearly choke on the air he breathed. His shoulders subtly slumped. He didn't understand any of this. This all seemed so real and yet it was not and it made his heart ache. Another feeling rose up, the part that was hurt by her seeming abandonment. The vigilante's body once again tensed, stuck in a shifting maelstrom of emotions. He wanted to ask her why. He wanted to ask if she no longer loved him. Perhaps it had been too much, to think that anyone could love him for any substantial amount of time. Surely he was no easy man to love, to attach oneself to. He had thought she had though. He had, against all logic, believed that she would stay. The sorrow of refusal filled him back up and he looked in her eyes. Was there something similar he found there? The same confusion? The same anxiety?
She moved forward. One step at first, and then another, and then suddenly as if it had happened all at once she was right before him. Onus' body tensed, and he sucked in a breath as he felt her claws on his skin, her hand moving up his body. His own hands remained at his sides, still feeling paralyzed. Cwmfen gently rubbed his face and he let out a shuddering breath, his heart seeming to shed the negative feelings that had wrapped it up. The distance was completely terminated as she held herself to him and the rest of the air left his lungs. Almost involuntarily, he found his own arms raising to wrap about her form, one hand resting between her shoulders, the other on the small of her back.
She breathed him in against his neck and his eyes closed. His own nose took in her scent and it filled him with warmth, made his heart glow as it had not since she had left. He could feel his blood pumping, as if it were only able to do so in her presence. As if at all other times he was nothing more than a machine, moving and living just because it did not know what else to do. Large ears quivered as his name was released softly from her lips. The man took a deep breath and exhaled. "Cwmfen," he said simply. The coyote had never been a man of words, but now the few that he had failed him. Whatever hurt her leaving had given him, he knew that he could never stop loving her, even if he wanted to.
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