Moonspear Happy call

She hadn't expected that answer and Wildfire just sat there a moment, staring off into space, thinking back on her various encounters with Charon. She could be shy or awkward around almost anyone; it wasn't personal. Although he did intimidate her, in a sense. He could be so brutally straightforward, always speaking his mind, when Wildfire was a softer, gentler sort.

"He doesn't like me, does he?" she had to ask, though she highly doubted it. If Charon was interested in a girl, Wildfire was pretty sure that girl would know it. He didn't exactly filter himself or beat around the bush. "So crazy," she muttered to herself, snorting quietly and shaking her head.

But she (gently) shoved Charon out of her mind. This moment was about her and Floki, nobody else. She stretched to press her lips to his jawbone. "It's you. It's always been you," she assured him. "I think I've been falling for you since the moment I first saw you, actually," Wildfire mused with a chuckle.