Ravensblood Forest A Reoccurring Dream

She never could help how she stared whenever he moved, and his damn smirk always sent heat through her blood even when it was annoying. Today, it wasn't annoying, only handsome, and she offered a smile in return as he drew close and greeted her smoothly. He draped his head over hers, and she offered an affectionate nuzzle to the soft fur of his neck—one of her favorite spots. Her tail swayed behind her as he delivered playful licks and bites to her muzzle, cheeks, and ears, and she couldn't help the soft giggle that moved from her lips in response. 

Then he suddenly lowered himself into a play bow, dealing a rough nuzzle to her shoulder right after. And then he was bounding away, lowering into another play bow a few feet away. Her tail raised and swayed harder, and she couldn't stop the playful shuffle of her snowy paws in response. She raised an eyebrow at his smirk, and then answered his unspoken invitation by lunging forward and barreling into him, probably knocking them both to the ground—well herself more than him unless he intentionally gave under her weight.