Heron Lake Plateau To waste away the waking hours

Finally- an answer she could go for. While she didn't know what it meant in terms of labels, she felt it'd be better not to ask. All she knew, though, was that it meant that they were together, in some sort of way. She wasn't quite sure how public they'd be- and part of her was content to keep things on the downlow simply because she knew that Towhee and Colt weren't exactly besties...And she wasn't exactly besties with Finley, either. But they'd work toward that. 

For now, she could simply enjoy the fact that he wanted her- and that he'd actually show it. She moved toward him, a possessive, rumbling growl thrumming in her throat as she pressed herself against him, tilting her head back to place a sensual kiss on his cheek. Something stirred within her- a fire, or a creature that had been silent for much of her life. But she was beginning to learn what it meant to care for someone in a romantic, intimate way, and she loved every moment of it.