Morningside Cuesta isn't hope an animal?

She knows those words. She’s heard them before, she’s felt this before but the intensity does not match. Even though she has heard those words before, she takes them and stores them away where they fester and she doubts them, forcing herself to ask again and again for him never to leave.

Something else fishes around in her mind that she can’t grasp long enough to understand. She thinks of Steady and how long it has been since she has seen him. His unspoken promise never to leave her has always remained but the differences between him and this man become more and more pronounced the longer they are together.

She swallows the lump in her throat but she freezes as he begins to approach but slip by her just as quickly. Her head spins to watch as he bounds away and her mouth opens to say something, to call him back, but his intentions become clear. Her legs do not want to move her any more than they did several minutes ago and she shakes her tail a few times, trying to rid herself of the feelings long enough to delve into the playful invitation of her best friend. Adeline dances forward a few steps but her nose wrinkles in second thought and she freezes, shaking out the damp feeling from her fur.

“You’ll have to catch me,” she tells him, forcing a smile to her features that becomes natural after a moment, then turns away to sprint across the open field.