barnacles on the container ship of consciousness

Thanks! <3

He seemed as much in the mood to play as she did, whirling around to try and catch her waving tail. She wouldn't make it that easy! She jerked it just before his jaws would grab onto it, her laugh coming quickly. She always had a good time when she was with him. She turned, her front legs going down to the ground while her rump was still in the air, waving from side to side. Her throat released a playful growl as she dared him to come at her.

At some point, she would seriously have to acknowledge the fact that she needed to tell him her deep, loving feelings for him. Thistle was right in that she should be confident it wouldn't ruin their friendship, even if he didn't feel the same. But, she just wasn't confident broaching the subject. She had never told a boy she liked them like that. She had thought about going to Ragnar and asking how he had told Thistle he loved her, but the opportunity hadn't presented itself yet. Little did she know, it would in just a few days time, after hunting. For now, she reveled in their friendship, enjoying their time together.