Prologue
She walks, head held high, amongst the chaos. He stalks beside her, his head on a swivel; eyes darting back, and forth, and back, and forth, and back, eagerly waiting for a threat to peak his interest.
A threat to her.
Two platonic souls, bombarded with risks, challenges, and obstacles that require eachother to overcome.
Deep, deep down, they know that they belong where the other is.
Not where the other was.
As she walks before him, she sacrifices herself to any enemies willing to step forward from the front.
He trudges after, willing to take any battles from her behind.
