Silver Creek Silver Waters

Perhaps in this man Amber had met her match, someone to play her games and stroke her ego. It was obvious, by now, that she'd caught his attention, and the opposite was also true: Heston has the shadowy womans full attention in his grasp, and she's more than willing to keep it that way. Perhaps she's simply too much of a hopeless romantic, but she can already feel herself sliping closer and closer. 
From where she stands before him, she winks back, and a giggle falls from her maw at his words.
              "What motives could the two of us have other than play, right? Just two packmates bonding." 
He continued, eyes holding a slight mischeif, and decided that he deserved a reward for winning. A kiss, he suggests, and Amber is glad for the dark, thick fur that hides the blush of her skin. Information about her is thrown in too, but the woman is unabashedly focused on the first wish he had. Wordlessly, she steped forward in grace and planted a sweet little lick to his cheek. Excitement rose in her throat, her spine tingling, but the fae takes a half a step away. They remain close, her eyes gazing wryly up at HEston, and now she does give him a little more about herself. 
                                  "There is your first wish, what about the other two?"
Information didn't count as a wish, to her, so without pause she went into herself a little bit. 
                                                                   "I'm new here, I've been traveling to find Spring the past few months. I plan on becoming a Naturalist: one who rules over the stars and poisons. Maybe Spring will teach me about herbs and I'll be a medic."