Altar of Twilight Get cool, boy

Fade...

Bronco would reach out to her, pressing herself closer against him and she would not deny him. She turns her head to press a raven cheek at the tawny front of his chest, nosing through furs breathing in deep the scents of the Glen. Within his embrace she felt safe, happy. It wasnt that she needed a male with her to feel as such but to have it stirred a desire in her she could not ignore. She had given up on Neverwinter Forest but she wouldnt give up on the Teekon Wilds as a whole, not yet.

They needed not more words between one another and sparred what little time they had against one another. Building eachother up. Kyr began to pull back and it so happened that Bronco began to stir too. They needed to get back to business. They moved with their bodies close to one another as a pair might do when courting one another. With their futures so unwritten they would be forced to set such things aside and focus on the very important task at hand...