Moonspear addling in ephemerality

this kinda ending up working as a fade for me (unless laz says otherwise ofc) but we can have another whenever~

For her, he is measured. She can see it soon enough and there seems to be no other explanation, even if she tempts him into reaction greater than the flow by having at his tail. Commendable, perhaps, and she's feeling largely free to have her way with her nips and pinches. His returns are never too sharp, but just as much as they need to be she feels, and she continues the steady volley of an exchange until she slides just out of reach with a big rush of breath.

She's a little more wild-eyed than normal and despite the simplicity, she wells with a certain satisfaction from the adrenaline riled by her own choice. Too much more may be simply overindulgent, she considered. Then, in the next few beats of her heart, she recaptured her composure and reaches towards him for a last snip. Again, sometime.

With that unsaid and done, she moved past him for a new path across the mountainside.