( Alchemy)<br/><br/>Ylva settled in across from him and listened as he spoke. She wondered if they would be able to coax words from Avonevah’s lips again, but she had some faith that they would.<br/><br/>“Physical pain is much easier to heal than harm that is done emotionally. It can take years for those sorts of wounds to heal, and it is so much harder to see their progress, but I believe that, with time, Avonevah will grow into a fine young woman and a strong wolf.” She commented in response to what he had said. It was strange to think about, but it seemed they were both able to offer what the other needed.<br/><br/>“My parents did not rule like the human kings and queens. My pack was always a family, and my parents were the elders which we looked to for direction and guidance. I believe dominance and control is needed for any pack to remain orderly, but vying for a higher place in the pack serves no one. We’re only strong when we build together, rather than compete against each other.” She responded as he mentioned those that had wished to join his side, seeking station over what the pack might need.<br/><br/>Marrok needed someone to aid him with his child and Ylva needed safety. It was more than that though, wasn’t it? Ylva looked down at their hands, the fingers were now interlaced and a shiver worked its way through her, a kind of magic she had not sensed before. Subtle but strong.<br/><br/>The visions filled her mind then, pulling her away from the present, to what felt like the future. She in her wolf form and he in his, giving chase. It felt comfortable and natural to her, which was so surprising to her. Since her parents had passed her wolf had felt foreign and distant. Maybe that was part of why she could empathize so easily with the young Avonevah.<br/><br/>She experienced the memory as if she were thinking of a fond memory, but it was almost more real, as if she were fully re-living the future moments she might share with him. The water was cool and soothing around her and he filled her vision. They teetered on the edge of something all-consuming in the vision, and when it abruptly left, Ylva found herself still waiting for his lips to envelop hers. It took a moment for reality to fully invade her mind again, and she pulled back to look at him. The emotions of the moment had been overwhelming and completely encompassing, and she was not sure how to react either.<br/><br/><br/>“You...You don’t need to apologize, that’s--That’s never happened to me before. Not like that. Sometimes the herbs or healing magic I’ve used has caused me to catch glimpses of the future, but never like that.” Her cheeks flushed a steady pink, but due to the feelings the vision had stirred and because of the embarrassment she felt for those feelings. Just moments before, she had tried to make it clear she did not want him to think she wanted to force him into some kind of a relationship, and now she feared he might think the vision was something she crafted or triggered.<br/><br/><br/>“I swear to you, that is not the kind of thing I can usually do. That was a new sensation altogether.” Confusion wove through her tone as she spoke.<br/><br/><br/>“...But you felt it? Saw it all? I seemed like...something that would happen someday. It felt real.” It had felt like the truth. Like something undeniable. As if they were magnets that could not avoid being pulled together.<br/><br/><br/>“Shoud I--Should I go?” She said, unsure. Her mind was spinning, and as she looked at him, the sight of him in the pool with her came back to her mind. He was so handsome, noble and strong. She had not denied her attraction up to this point, but she had not been obvious about it either. “I just… I am grateful for my place here, and I did not mean to cause such a thing. It has not happened to me, ever in my lifetime. This is new, whatever it is.”