Blacktail Deer Plateau always been that way

She didn't have to wait too long for Malachi to show. Her belly squirmed and fluttered at the sight of him, and she wondered if she was getting sick. Then she cleared her throat and forced her stomach to settle, wondering what on earth that was all about. But by the time Eilidh could think through an answer, Malachi was standing before her with greetings. "Hi, Malachi!" She said brightly, sitting up to touch her nose against his cheek. It was meant to be innocent, but a shock of warmth traveled from her nose down to her navel, and she quickly stepped away from him. Blinking back her confusion, she coughed a little, and shook her head. 

Looking back at him, she asked, "Um, how are you?" It was only polite to ask. Plus, she was covering up her idiotic move early with the question. Maybe she'd distract him from noticing how her ears flushed with blood when she touched him. She seated herself again, this time upright, her shoulders pushed back. She was small, but not weak, and she'd use every opportunity to prove that to the world. "Have you done anything exciting lately?"