Moonspear Lights go down

His voice called to her through the darkness and she zeroed in on it like a homing missile, finally plucking his pale gray silhouette out from the gathering gloom and trotting to join him. Immediately, her snout bumped against his, her tongue poking out to lick his chin, before she skimmed her nose along his cheekbone. "Hey," she breathed against the fur and skin beneath his left eye, her own gaze lifting to meet his for a brief moment before she reluctantly stepped back.

"Sorry if I seemed grumpy this morning," were the first words out of Wildfire's mouth. She hadn't really plummeted into her bad mood until after they'd parted but Floki had probably picked up on her stiffness. "I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed," she quipped, shrugging one shoulder loosely. She could have explained it in deeper detail but she didn't want to put more weight onto her strangely sour mood than necessary.

"So," she continued in the next breath, "wanna hang around and be schmoopy with me? Let me prove my love and all that?" Her amber eyes glistered like jewels as her black tail switched unseen through the dark air.