Wild Berry Meadow (m) And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear.

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She is, deep down, too young for all of this. There is confidence in the way she moves borne of the hormonal changes in her body, in the freeing nature if the open expanse around them, but she doesn't know what cues to look for. He watches her and she feels her body burning; Ibis moves close and seeks contsct, drawing her tiny body beside his and then, like a cat in heat, presses her head against his chin and draws herself forward - unaware that she is settling in to position for him. The contact feels good. Thrilling. Her skin feels so alive - and she frisks her tail, a brief wag that fans her scent to him. Everything about her from posture to the hungry look she grants him over her shoulder is so open and accepting - pleading for him.