Hushed Willows Sim Sala Bim on Your Tongue

She wondered what he meant - as an aspiring therapist, she ought to know why the young man seemed so... melancholy, despite his efforts to hide this. She assumed they were both putting up a front, but this did spur her to know more about him. Where'd he come from? Where was his family? It was weird, usually she wasn't this shy with asking those kinds of questions, but there was something about the sooty male that simply took her breath away. Now that she thought about it, it was similar - too similar - to the meeting she had had with the handsome coywolf. These young men just had her completely smitten, not that she would ever admit such a thing out loud! especially not to Orlaith, who had teased her about her love life before.

A real fish out of water, I see. She chuckled, deciding then and there that she would not pry. If she was meant to know it, she was sure he'd come around. Frankly she had no want for those facts now, too afraid she might find something she'd dislike. Worries faded away in times like these, and she wished to keep them out for as long as possible. The therapist had her own unhealthy way of coping; it apparently included striking up conversations with handsome men, falling hard, then crying when she never saw them again. It was fine. She was fine.

It didn't help that the Mouse then did what she wanted most of all. Glossy with the hint of tears, the light bounced 'round in her eyes as she looked at him in awe. He made her light up, with no "Lady"or "My Queen" to speak of. It was just... That girl, and she was gonna do big things. A genuine burst of laughter spilled at the way he ended his... speech? A single silver paw swept at her face to hide both embarrassment and happiness. Oh stop it you! she let out with a chuckle. You shouldn't make a lady blush like that. She shook her head playfully, then settled down with a soft sigh of relief. When was the last time she'd laughed?

But, you can tell those on your journey that her name is Lumiya. Though the art of seduction was not a skill she possessed, the way her voice - the ghost of a melody -  said it could be 'misconstrued' as something along the lines of it.