Boartusk Heights Golden Light Shining From Above [m]

Before he'd given any answer, the pale man pulled her closer, hooking a leg over her hip before pausing and giving her a wondering look. It was then he answered-clearly, he wasn't from around here, but with hope he wasn't over the other stretch of mountains. That would surely be too far-but Amber's thoughts were cut off by his promise to find her. Without thinking if he was lying or not, Amber gave into their carnal needs, lowering her front half the slighest bit to steady her ebony frame; her tail swished one last time across his face before curling to her flank and leaving Grayday with the permission he so wanted for their dance. For good measure, she didn't hold back a throaty, needy growl-this, if nothing else, he would understand.