Dragoncrest Cliffs Beryl [M]

she watched him as he moved. he mentioned the pack, and how close they were, and she turned her head to look at the entrance to the cavern. any second now she almost expected someone to come out, hungrier and less understanding that dio was. but it remained still, save for the harsh, icy snow that would blur the background. "i know," she echoed him, stepping closer to him as he seemed to imply for her to keep moving. just with his gaze and his body, he seemed to urge her forward, and she was too wrapped around him to listen to the better judgement of her mind.

his nudge sent a shiver down her spine-- different than the chattering her bones were doing already. she steadied herself, and then looked up at the towering redwoods, realizing that they would give more cover. so, eagerly, she followed him.

right away, dio suggested something that she was surely down for. he looked almost ridiculous, like he was dancing away from her with that cocky little trot of his. she returned his sneer, her tail loosening around her rump and wagging with amusement. "you're doing all the movement, hun," she teased him, her tongue swiping over her dry lips. she followed him into the woods, not as bouncily but in a hurried fashion. it was better under the cover, snow that fell was not as biting, and the wind was buffeted by the trees. she let out a breath, still cold, but less pained by it. her gaze swept back over dio, raising an eyebrow quietly.