Lost Creek Hollow wish i could prove i love you.

And as it seemed, Harlyn had a different plan in mind. He scarcely noticed the clearing they had entered when she had pounced to a stop, whirling around to face him and leave him with precious few moments to actually avoid a serious collision. Though he could not help but crash into her, he did so with a certain grace that he would not have normally associated with himself. He bounced on his feet playfully, a series of barks following him as he circled around her as though he could some how entwine their bodies like a pair of snakes.

He nipped along her spine roughly as he came back along to face the direction she had been in; his enticement was clear enough as he hoped to spark her into a spell of roughhousing. He wasn't oblivious to the suggestive air he drew in between those nips, but the tables were being turned slowly. It was clear to him why she had let him pursue her for so long and now Mordecai had no qualms about teasing her into a wait.