Kildeer Rest you're the ocean and she's desperate to drown

Thuringwethil didn't seem to have much to say. Wildfire's embarrassment deepened, though there was a flicker low in her belly at that single word: "Good." She tipped her head, trying to catch the commander's eye to see how she had interpreted the Bandrona's little faux pas. Although it had been more of a slip of the tongue than anything, Wildfire suddenly grew incredibly curious as to whether Thuringwethil thought about these things too.

She mulled for a few moments, trying to piece together her thoughts while respecting the comfortable, companionable silence between them. She took to combing her teeth through the Heda's soft furs, nibbling affectionately here and there, as her mind wandered. They had never discussed the physical side of their relationship outright, nor had they really talked about the subject in general. Based on what she knew of Thuringwethil, she had never been in any kind of romantic relationship before and Wildfire wondered if this meant she was inexperienced. The yearling herself wasn't, though that thought caused a shadow to pass behind her amber eyes. It disappeared after a moment and she chewed the inside of her cheek thoughtfully.

"Thur," she began a few beats later, gently breaking the silence, "there's something I want to tell you."