Sun Mote Copse So find dodge, then get out of it

What exactly she was thinking was hard to pin down, but her overall mood was infectious as hell, and he caught himself smiling.  What was going on?

What she said really didn't help, and he experienced a moment's confusion as she crooned, gave that cryptic answer, and then playfully bounced away.  First off - holy fuck, hot.  Second off, what the hell? They could what?

Oh.

It took him a second, but he got there.  The fact that her low notes had pushed his mind that direction helped; it definitely wasn't a stretch, nor was he about to resist that kind of an invitation.  He didn't sort out that Niamh's words meant Wildfire had given her blessing, but just as he'd feared, right now that detail was pretty low on his list of considerations.

He let loose a playful growl and set to chasing, a loose smirk set in his own lips as he tried - but not too hard - to catch up.  When he did, he'd play her game, but wouldn't attempt to end the chase just yet.  They'd done this a few times (I assume oop) and he a good many times before.  It was more fun in the end if the chase lasted - and the longer he could resist, and taunt, to a point, the better.