He felt her hands gently caress his cheeks, her fingers gliding over the scars from a previous battle before. He almost shuddered at the memory. He was cocky, and let his guard down. He did not make the same mistake on the fight with The Lone he encountered on his journey back.<br/><br/>When he came back to reality, he had noticed her cleavage in the corner of his eye. He jumped slightly, focusing more on his pack. It wasn't just the fact he didn't want to her to catch him looking, but also that he felt his heart race again, and Sabre was starting to tense. "The Lone was not a problem," he finally said. "He thought I was someone else..."<br/><br/>He shook off the feeling and removed the shiny flute necklace he purchased from a wandering merchant. The purple color reminded him of her flowing hair, and the tunes this flute could produce made his heart warm. "I was wondering about you, being cooped up in this castle all the time... This reminded me of you even more, so... I got this for you," he said with a warmer smile.<br/><br/>He never smiled like that unless it was around her. He couldn't explain why he felt this way about her. Anyone else he came across saw him as cold, but loyal. The humans saw him as a monster, thus why he used to live as a Lone in the woods long ago. Then when he met her... that all changed.<br/><br/>"Would you mind if I put it on for you?" he asked softly, exposing his kind nature towards her yet again. "I missed you too, Lady Ravenwood. I was eager to be by your side again and to serve you."<br/><br/>He felt stupid after he said it that way, but he was always respectful to her. Not just because she was highly respected, not to mention royalty, but he always showed respect to her after the promise he made. Sometimes this made Sabre growl within him, since Sabre did not like to be controlled or dominated. However, Felix always consoled his inner wolf, letting him know this wasn't a punishment, but a privilege.