she says softly. "That's what I needed." She lies down next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him close. For now, at least, they are one again...and there is nothing in the world that can change that.

The sun streams through the window of their den, casting a warm golden light across the room. Xxvokyu is fast asleep, his back pressed against Zoroark's chest and one of her arms wrapped protectively around him. She idly runs her fingers through his fur, enjoying the simple feel of it beneath her claws.

As she watches over him in this peaceful moment, she can't help but wonder if he truly understands what he means to her now...