By the time night have given away to the hours before dawn, Bucky is elated. He's never felt as happy as he feels right now, not in a long time. Maybe it's because Steve isn't part of his tribe-- though he will be, in a few hours. Their tribes are going to unite. He's fine with this alpha, is positive things are going to go well for the two of them. Bucky isn't naive, he knows it'll take actual work for the two of them; because the tribes will have their disagreements.

But now? "We should probably head back soon. The elders will want to know about our union." He smiles, a little mischievous, because they both know the elders are well aware that it was a success by now. They've been gone for hours; of course it was a success.

Bucky offers out his hand, still turned. They won't change back until the moon has fallen from the sky, but that won't be for a while yet.