Stone Circle Well now I know that I'm the fuel and she's the spark.

Concentration was a tricky thing you see. Sometimes you could focus so hard on one particular thing, one particular action, that it feels as nothing else matters or exists, and the world narrows into a tunnel. So dedicated to his tracking of the silver woman had Siarut become that he had lost all sense of his surroundings, until suddenly the scent was upon him and all around him. And yet somehow he had hardly noticed it arrival, and finally it was to late.

Ooof! He was sure the tackle she had dealt had looked truly spectacular. For she had a way of completely undoing him, an unorthodox method of making him smile an melting his frozen heart. A grin pulled at his lips as we was greeted by none other than Nanook herself. “Hi.” He mumbled, still trying to catch his breath, content to simply lie beneath her lithe frame.