Hideaway Strath Nobody does it like you do

What was she supposed to do now? As the tiger approaches, there is no fear in her heart. She knows he would never hurt her and even if he tried, she'd go down fighting and take his jaw with her. But there doesn't seem to be any anger or frustration in his eyes. It's more so confusion and longing. Reading a wolf like Kynareth was always difficult, for his range of emotions, at least ones expressed were limited. Despite that, in this moment, his face was quite clear and the vulnerability was not only refreshing but sweet.

She falls to the ground with ease and no hesitation. Orange eyes meeting a yellow pair. Leigh wasn't sure what to think or what to do. Giving into Kynareth's desires wasn't something she was particularly excited to do. But she still wanted to savor the moment, the release of hatred and rebuilding of a connection.

"You still aren't getting a piece of this ass. But just... just hold me, okay?"