Meadowlark Prairie mirror of given light

He smiled softly at the way he startled her. How precious. He had forgotten that it had been such a delicate creature to catch his eye. So different than the fiery woman he had met so long ago. Alas, even Behemoth knew it was rude to think about other women while you were with one so he ceased his thoughts from lingering.

Shisu. He softly responded to her saying his own name. It was nice to know he hadn't been forgotten after giving her a relaxing night out. It wasn't often he wasted his time on damsels in distress. He settled himself by her side, intentionally placing himself close enough to let their fur mingle even if he was not fully touching her.

Bit cold if you ask me. He commented as he glanced over at her before looking up to the sky. Although I suppose the view makes it bearable.