Silvertip Mountain To learn yourself

"I like you too. As more than a friend." Feeling uncharacteristically shy, she shuffled a paw in the loose dirt. Her words were quiet, glacial eyes glancing at him bashfully. So, it wasn't bad that I kissed him. 

Reaching out, Niita rested her head alongside his shoulder and snuggled against his side. It bared the backside of her neck to him, a show of trust from the waif. Niita could no longer watch him, but she didn't need to. Steady wouldn't hurt her.