Big Salmon Lake to release this serendiptious design

I STROKE WHAT I MUST TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE wow what a great excuse to become a whore O:

Harlyn had expected the length of quiet that came after she'd spoken.  He would take what she had said and internalize it, bring it up again after a day or two and really give it some thought.  That was fine with her so long as he didn't just brush it off entirely, and she knew Mordecai well enough to know that he would not do that with the words of one he cared about.;

A smile slipped across Harlyn's lips when he responded finally.  She shut her eyes, taking a moment to thank the gods for bringing such a soul to her life.  He would think about it; they were another step closer to that perfect little home and those perfect little children.  Harlyn quickly pushed the thoughts away to focus on the moment at hand, which was a return to their initial reason for nestling in the open together on that particular patch of grass.

"Thank the gods, I'd thought you'd forgotten!" the druid replied with a light laugh, shuffling her weight a little to get comfortable (and maybe, ever so slightly and subtly leaning against him.. just a little... winky winky).