Silvertip Mountain But feathers are meant for the sky

Niita had never been romantically involved with anyone, even with everyone assuming she would mate with Kainan, she wasn't aware that touching Steady's chest was an intimate act. She was aware to his playful look leaving him, a serious expression overcoming him.

Niita's brow furrowed, she opened her mouth to ask what was wrong-and closed it just as he tried to lick her muzzle. Also unaware that what he was doing might be perceived as a kiss, Niita just watched him in confusion.

She felt guilty as he backed off, stuttering out apologies. Surely Niita had done, was at fault somehow? "Steady? What's wrong?" Thinking that maybe she was to blame, her ears flattened as she took a hesitant step towards him.