Hoshor Plains A hunting we will go

As she thought about leaving to stop the pain of the sight of him turning and leaving, she felt his head resting gently across her neck. It was bittersweet and confusing to her. What was he doing? Why hadn't he left like the others yet? Then he began to talk, and her eyes closed. She heard words from him that she had never from anyone. Her mouth came open to protest his statement, but he continued to speak, and she just enjoyed this brief contact for the time it would last. As his words hit her, her heart ached for a completely different reason. He had been through a lot of heartache, and he blamed himself. His voice shook, and she realized how deep he had kept this secret. Warmth spread through her as he licked her, her thoughts calming at his voice. Her heart leaped at his next words. He would..fall for her? Her eyes held disbelief in them as she pushed back hope. No, she couldn't let hope well up yet. Not..yet. He began to describe her, and she almost couldn't believe his words. Yet the genuineness of his voice soothed her.
She felt the cold wind on her neck as he removed his head. A shiver went down her spine as if she had lost something. A small came on her face, and she nuzzled under his chin, enjoying the contact again. Raising her brow at him, her smile grew, her voice steady as she spoke. "Oh, now I'M the old one? You're incorrigible, Dakarai." A small laugh came from her throat, her tail wagging slowly. It soon came to a stop as she tilted her head, a touch of sadness but understanding in her eyes. "You need to go... don't you? You..need to look for your children. Don't let me stop you." Giving him a small lopsided smile, she looked into his eyes again, as if to memorize his face.