Moonspear Synesthesia

Her lips quirked when he mentioned mindless patrolling. "One of many reasons I don't want to be a leader myself," she quipped. Wildfire's smile fell when Floki reported feeling grumpy, though he quickly informed her that her mere presence was already improving his mood. The smile slowly crept back onto her face and she tipped her head to look him in the eye. She could get lost in those Caribbean blues.

Hoping to further lift his spirits, she said slowly, "Have I told you lately that I love you?" She stood on tiptoe to plant a kiss right at the tip of his snout. "'Cause I do, like, a lot." Wildfire paused, then smirked and observed with a snort, "I'm so eloquent, huh?" She was definitely more of a tactile sort, which she proved by sliding her muzzle along Floki's neck, leaving a trail of airy kisses as she went.