Porcupine Ridge i hate to brag...

Jhala barked teasingly back at him and the two played around a bit, bouncing and laughing. And then suddenly, she had leaned forwards and sort of kinda kissed him. And then he was ecstatic, Anwyl didn't care that it was awkward, it was a kiss. And that meant she liked him back! His big pale eyes grew ten sizes as he looked back into her fiery golden ones. They were perfect for each other. Opposites attract you know. She liked to fight, she was strong and stubborn but passionate and amazing. While he liked to talk it out, he was laid back and sweet. Fire and ice. A perfect couple.

Immediately a wave of awkward came over him. He didn't know what to say to her now. Just be yourself! Be cool. I-i ughhghhhhh... What was that for? He asked, confused a little. He was still very happy, but he wanted to know why. He'd obviously done something right. He had to know what it was, for future reference.