Sunspire Mountains I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain[m]

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even after the dance had stilled, something still bound them together. never before had she experienced this, and the weight of a stranger on her back may have had her turn fang to him in a moment, yet the euphoria of the act combined with that of the seeds had everything haze, ethereal, and she wondered, at time, if this was but a dream. his question almost passed her by, and there was a long pause in which she simply regained her breath and stilled her punding heart before she answered. "this night....requires no names." she said simply, for she sought not his and did not seek to give hers. her eyes closed to slits, her chest soaring and her paws feeling unsteady as she sought to hold up his weight.

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