she whose bloom the summer brings

His heart skipped a beat and butterflies rushed inside his body, he was not sure what sort of emotion he was feeling within and more specifically why. The scenery -- no matter how beautiful -- faded away at the sight of her lean, feminine silhouette. He sighed softly and dreamingly, as if he could stare at her until the end of time; a picture perfect. Mees was drawn to her like a lost, little moth to a warm, flickering flame -- she was the object of his sudden desire.

Green eyes stared back towards him, he was no longer hidden from sight. For a second, when their eyes locked to exchange a short glimpse, he completely froze. It was the passing of time that appeared to have stopped. But that moment soon passed when she darted away like a young bird flapping its wings for the first time to discover the world.

A soft growl gurgled from the depths of his throat as he accepted the chase with ease; or actually, how could he refuse this temptress? With long strides Mees tried to run and rush even faster than Buzz Lightning. She was not trying to outrun him, so he could give just a little bit more to catch up on her. Through the lesser travelled paths of this mystical land he followed her, while every now and then letting a growl subdue form his leathery lips.

Mees forgot about everything but he didn't forget about her. Nothing mattered anymore, save for the Sunspire female. Thus, when moments turned into minutes he tried to catch up with her. And every time he did, teeth tried to playfully nip at her tail gently. He wasn't sure what or why, it was merely instinct driven by something he felt before.