"Glory stop. It's too dark you'll get lost." When she didn't stop he had no choice but to go after her. "Look, Glory. I'm sorry."

She stopped and whipped her head and body around to look at him. "Really? For what?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ok," he tried to think. "I'm sorry for being an asshole."

"You're sorry for being an asshole?" Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Fine." She responded after a while. "I'll think about it."

"You'll think about it?" He smiled, though she couldn't see. She was trying to be tough, she was failing miserably. One thing about her: She was easy to read. Edan knew that she wanted to accept his apology. He found it cute that she was holding back. It meant she doesn't always give into her emotions. He admired that about her. He knew far too many people that gave in even though they knew they shouldn't.

"Yeah. I'll think about it. And also, I think we should wait till morning to get back home."

He snorted. Not a full out laughing snort. Just a short little chuckle like snort, that Glory found weirdly attractive. "Home?"

"Yes. I think here, in the woods somewhere. In the middle of nowhere. I consider it home now. I don't see myself calling my old pack home. I think I'd rather spend the rest of my life here with you and Everest than go back there."

"You mean nowhere? In the woods, in the middle of nowhere."

"No. I think us, you, me, Everest. We make this somewhere. You spent the last couple years here and you still consider it nowhere?"

"Yeah. How crappy was the place you came from anyway - I mean if you'd rather spend the rest of your days with me. . ."

"I wanna say it wasn't that bad, but really - " she spoke exaggerating her last words. "It was kinda crappy."

"You wanna compete on who's pack was worse?"

She laughed, "well. My pack wasn't that bad. It just lacked people who gave a damn. The only person that did care, well, let's just say it was complicated - " Glory cut her self when she realized that they were definitely not going in the right direction. Suddenly the light of the moon disappeared and she was staring into what seemed like the abyss.

"Edan?" Her voice echoed. Echoed? "Where are you? Where are we?"

She turned around and saw the light. The barely existing light from the moon. They had walked into a -

"Cave. Were in a cave. It's suicide trying to find back with the moon our only source of light."

"Everest is going to kill me Edan." She wanted to punch him at that moment.

"No, she's not. She's going to kill me - just, wait in here for a couple minutes. I'll go find some dry grass and I'll make a fire."

Surely enough. There was light. Making Edan's face glow, making his eyes more fierce than ever.

"Sit down," he gestured with his face. "You're probably cold."

He was right, she was cold. She just didn't realize it until now. So she sat down in front of the fire, in front of Edan. He was staring at her, with a look in his eyes. The same look he gave her earlier when he lifted her down from the cliff. It confused her because she had no idea what it meant.

"What?" She asked, her intention was to stare at him too, maybe make him feeling squeamish like he was making her feel. It was never her intention to give him the same look he was giving her.

"I didn't say anything."

"You're giving me a look," she whined.

"What look?"

"I don't know. That's why I'm asking."

He just shrugged his shoulders in response and looked at the fire. She was disappointed. She liked that look.

"Edan," she whispered. Staring at him. His blond hair was hanging in his face.

"What?" He responded without looking at her.

"You need a haircut."

He stared at her. "I actually happen to like this cut. In my pack, we weren't allowed to let it be longer than two inches. They made us shave it off."

"Yeah. I don't get that. I lot of packs do that."

He shrugged his shoulders. A bad habit of his. He went back to looking at the dirt, drawing in it with his finger. Glory rested her chin on her knees and watched him. There was a silence that was constantly interrupted by the crackling of the fire. Glory didn't mind, it was comforting.

"What's the problem with Everest?" She finally asked. He knew it was coming, he planned on dismissing all her questions about her. "I don't get it. You're an ass because of Everest. You don't trust me because of Everest. It doesn't make sense."

"It doesn't have to make sense."

"Yes, it does!" She exhaled and shut her mouth. She didn't want to say anything she would regret later. The full moon is soon.

Instead, she looked at the fire, and she didn't look away for a good hour. Her throat was aching to yell at the male. The last thing she needed was for him to dislike her more. So she kept staring at the fire, watching the ashes fly in the air, specks of fire flying everywhere. She didn't even look at him when she felt his eyes burning into her skin.

He must've gotten annoyed at her at some point, or felt something unpleasant because she felt his gaze drift away and sighed silently. She still didn't look at him. She had no reason to.

"Seriously?" He asked.

She ignored him - as childish as it may seem -

"You're just going to stare at the fire all night?"

Yes.

"Glory," he sighed. She could just imagine him rolling his eyes right about now.

"Glory?" He spoke. This time with a different approach in his tone. It was soft, almost timid.

She didn't look at him because the way he said her name made her feel things she might not be able to ignore.

"You should probably go to sleep."

Yes, I should and so should you.

After he realized there was nothing he could do to get her attention he watched the fire with her. She took a little peek at him, which wasn't a good idea, because unfortunately, he caught her. She quickly averted her gaze.

"Glory." He said once again. Her ignoring him was really getting to him. Though she didn't know this and probably would have ignored him even longer if she did. Give him a taste of his own medicine. "Glory," he dragged out her name.

She rolled her eyes and glared at him. What she didn't know was that her glare failed miserably and it simply looked like she was staring at him.

"I'll make you a deal."

She didn't want to talk to him so she just cocked an eyebrow.

"If you tell me why you left your pack, I'll tell you about Everest."

"I'm not telling you why I left."

"Then I'm not telling you why I don't like you."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Edan has never really been one to pay attention to the female population. Which made it that much easier for him to leave his 'home'. It was moments like these, like the ones he was having with Glory at this moment, that made him miss the female companion even less.

"We should go to sleep."

She just nodded her head.

"Do you want me to put the fire out?"

She shook her head, no.

"Do you want to cuddle?"

She glanced at him an outrageous expression on her features. He was grinning like a madman.

That was the first time she saw him looking happy. That was that first time she had ever seen him smile. It made her want to smile. The smile - it looked beautiful on him.

"Shut up, Edan," she mumbled.

In all honesty, though, Glory wouldn't have minded cuddling with Edan one bit.