Blacktail Deer Plateau Romance and awkwardness.

Olive continued to step carefully, silently, until she was suddenly and inelegantly pushed to the ground by a big, bounding flash of black fur. She shrieked at the surprise, having been fully immersed in the act of sniffling around and looking for him – but he found her first! The fae squealed at the impact, though his touch was light and soft and she tumbled to the ground quite gently. When her attacker relented and spoke of their home for the night, she sprung back up and let out a loud yip! from the excitement and thrill of it all, unable to think about sleep. There was a sudden surge of energy and Olive couldn’t keep still; any negative thought or emotion about their situation had been surrendered to a sense of childlike pleasure and liberty. And when the swarthy and serious Dakarai suggested they have a race, Olive had never heard more beautiful words. She would smoke him.
 
But first, Olive couldn’t help herself – Olive lunged towards Dakarai with gusto, only to yield at the very last moment to place a sweet kiss upon his lovely nose. Then he bounced backwards and away from him, her movement coming in spritely leaps from one place to another, in quick succession, at times completely airborne and others low to the ground. She cavorted and from her mouth poured forth a stream of giggles and high pitched noises that were nonsensical but the epitome of glee. Olive moved and cavorted freely, feeling physically [and spiritually] light as a feather. Then, there was a momentary pause where Olive maintained all four paws on the ground and stood completely still.... In that solitary moment, Olive looked at him and cocked and eyebrow – and then she was off, scampering between the trees, commencing their race without a single word or a wave of a checkered flag.
 
Olive felt good, and this was the first time she had felt this way in a long while. It felt as if the two star-crossed lovers had materialized once more upon the sloping valley of the Sunspire, where their soul collided and their children were conceived. She played without thinking about the horrors that occurred and the horrors that had yet to occur. Yes, in that moment, Olive felt good.