Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

static.

the bard closed the distance between them, her mind going through a tunnel of static as she reached out to touch him. When she did the fire that threatened to consume her seemed to burn hotter, she barely registered that he was speaking. What was he saying,asking a question? A hum resonated from her throat, a canine version of a purras she tried to brush the static away. Oh, what was she doing out here. Right. She moved even closer, pressing her fur into his.

burn. burn. burn.

Chocolate to ash, the sparks seemed to make the flames worse. They licked at her as she gave her reply with a smooth voice, so silky and sweet. "I was trying to cool the fire.." It was true, the cool river should help right? She almost danced around him, pressing closer, mingling their scents.