Moonspear Madness fills my heart and soul

Bronco sounded utterly skeptical about Atlas's affinity for snow, which earned a cock of her head. She had never seen it for herself, yet it sounded very magical. She could hardly wait for the year's first snowfall. But, even in jest, her older brother seemed to scoff at the idea of liking it. It made her wonder.

He didn't react strongly when she revealed her crush's name, though he did press her for more information. Meerkat smiled, tail waving, glad to tell him more. "Well, I like his face, especially those eyes," she reported in a dreamy voice, "and I like his voice. I don't really know why, I just do. And he smells nice."