Blackfeather Woods Through the Cold

After showing him the infirmary and hearing his compliments once more, she found herself at a loss. Her mind raced for any inane topic to continue their conversation on. Usually here was where she would end it, leaving the newbie to search the rest out on their own, but this was different. He was different. She wasn't sure if this was love at first sight. They had surely began flirting; there was something between them, but love? It couldn't be. But it soon came to her realization that she didn't know what love, romantic love, truly felt like, or if this was that. The white priestess merely hummed, contemplating her next words for a moment. Anything else you want to see?