Firefly Ravine this is a gift, it comes with a price

Whether Blixen and heda agreed to this little excursion or not, Tux was emboldened by his building hormones enough to defy them if they had not.  It was for his own success, he told himself, shoving down how the smell of the poultices on his healing wounds called the pale sylph to mind.  He was posessive over her, sure, but it was because he had recruited her, and she was his brana to train.  Not because of anything foolish like why all of a sudden, he was fixated upon this trip and the hours of inevitable silence where they'd travel together.  At least that's how it went down in his mind.

They went through the Tangle, following the ravine south back into the mainland.  In the distance was the silhouette of a mountain range.  Though their trip would be longer than this, he roughly touches her shoulder with his nose and points towards the mountain's shadow.  We'll be there soon, he says, trying to be interesting enough to hold @Aure's gaze for more than five seconds (because let's be real, even if she had been staring at him, he wouldn't notice unless he was specifically paying attention for it).  How are you holding up?