Wapun Meadow When her body's on mine I do not say no

Highly responsive to her movements, he perked and watched with rapt interest. When she sunk to her play bow, he pounced forward first and nipped the air nearest her in the next breath as it came to him in a rush. His tail waved too, mirroring her tempo as he did, and he was primed to take her next cues. He was keen to stay light on his feet, a delicate dance but one he was eager to participate in nevertheless. The aches of covering miles seemed further than ever before and his cares in the world fell away. There was just more he could understand in motion.

In only beginning to curve around her again, he did so just subtly and nipped towards her shoulder this time with a playful growl -- just barely above a whisper. His tail continued to whip, and he fought to urge to pull in close to her immediately.