Bearclaw Valley Into the woods

Nunataq tensed a little, when Arlette broke that small distance, between their already overlapping spheres of personal space. For a moment she had an expression of confusion and slight insecurity, because she did not know, how to handle the situation. The part of her that disliked being touched by other people fought against the small, guilty feeling that was budding inside her heart, telling her that she did not mind her albino friend doing it.

Quite the contrary - it was unusually pleasant to have her this close, have their scents blend, feel her warmth and sensing the heartbeats of the other person so close to her own. Gradually she let the awkwardness melt away and with a soft-spoken look in her eyes - one did not see often there - she rested her cheek against Arlette's, closed her eyes and sighed, immersing herself in the moment and not realizing yet that she had begun yet another chapter in her life.

Listening to "Sweet Disposition" by The Temper Trap, while writing this. I think that these two would make a cute pair. :)