Ren considered the possibility and shrugged a wolffish sort of shrug. "Regardless of normality, we met. And honestly, I'm glad for it." He admitted watching as Kitsuna set ablaze with fire and declared that she had meant what she said about sticking to him. And that she was his, as he was hers. What...interesting words.

Knowing that she wouldn't harm him, and wasn't that an odd trusting notion, he walked over to her and stared directly into her eyes. "Bold words. You would declare so knowing that without the control I have, you would have been gone?" He asked watching to make certain she knew what exactly she wanted. He had tons of baggage of being alone and only being able to trust so few. He would work on it, he just needed a lot of time to do so. It wouldn't just happen over night.

"You need to be absolutely and completely certain of your answer to me. For once I consider something mine, I won't be able to see you leave." He warned. He was an alpha and wouldn't take nor appreciate those that would attempt to fight his claim. They'd die, and she needed to be certain she could handle it.

Flames still rippling over her body with no more heat than a warm breeze Kitsuna slipped from Ren’s back and trotted round to his face, one ear sticking up the other down, intrigue written all over her face. She watched him intently as he spoke as she understood, could almost feel it in the air that something important and irreversible was occurring. Once he had spoken his piece Kitsuna considered for a moment as she knew her words were important. Her flames stilled and died as she sat on her haunches.

“Well without your intervention that night we met I believe I would not have survived the humans or their hounds. So the way I see it I am living on borrowed time anyway, every single day I see another sunrise is a blessing. At least dying with a friend is better than living, surviving all alone, I have had my fill of loneliness.” Her eyes seemed somewhat distant as she spoke, looking almost past Ren and into the past. Bringing herself back with a shake Kitsuna rose to her feet and started to pace before him.

“Now I will be clear as well, I recognise no alpha, never had, never will. My mind and body are my own and no one will ever have command over them except myself.” She paused for a moment, she had seen packs where alphas were tyrants and those under their rule had no other choice but to suffer their abuse. “But I do recognise you as my friend and that I value above all else. To you I promise not to leave except to the cold embrace of death.” Being dramatic was in her nature and it attended her with full force this evening. Kitsuna stopped in front of Ren and reached out to place a paw into the thick fur of his chest. “I repeat you are mine and I am yours. It appears that our fates are bound.” Her blue eyes met his and held for a moment keeping his gaze.

Then she turned from him and pranced, there was no other word for the bouncing motion away from him and then back again. Giving herself a hearty shake Kitsuna then stretching till her limbs protested at the movement she plonked herself down at his feet. Exhaustion had crept over while they spoke and after such an intense conversation, the likes of which she had never had she was just drained mentally and physically.

“Ren come and sleep now, I promise you I don’t indent to sneak off anywhere.”

Ren appreciated her frank honesty. There was a part of him of course that wanted to see just what would happen once she did accept him as an alpha just for curiosity....and something else's sake. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what else drove that thought, and so, put it aside to ponder over on another day when this was over.

He shook his body free of the thoughts and dirt (what little there was on his black fur) looking at the night sky. He felt oddly wide awake this night. But to sooth the little spit fire's worry, he would at least lie down, and relax. He was not even remotely surprised when she flung herself down at his paws, an amused glitter in his gaze. She would never cease to amuse him, he found.

The next action he did, took him a bit by surprise, as he gently put his muzzle against her cheek. "As you say, xotikó fotiá it has been a very long day." {fire sprite in Greek} He relaxed on the ground but his mind was racing. He hadn't ever spoken in a different tongue before. Maybe his demon spoke it, which is why he understood it. It made no sense so resolved not to worry about it. It was something he couldn't control.