Sunset Valley [feast] And sometimes you close your eyes

He was more than happy to be led away from the party. Any time alone with Lane was precious to him. Being the leader and healer of the village meant that her time was often already spoken for.

Tuulu watched her agile dancing through the snow with obvious appreciation, happy to remain a few paces behind her if it meant he got to watch her move. And each time she slowed and came back to him to nip at his chest or his neck, he would quickly nip her back in return. But he never made to stop her. She was enjoying this way too much, and he liked to see that joy on her face. 

The last time she skipped away from him, she tripped and fell into a pile of snow. His eyes widened in concern for a brief moment. She started laughing, though, and Tuulu threw himself into the snow beside her, a wide grin on his face. He couldn't help but laugh too. He wanted to reach out and run his nose through the fur on her neck, but he had been careful not to push it with his affection. It seemed after a moment of thought, though, he decided to do as he wanted; Tuulu nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck and breathed deeply. There were so many things he wanted to say. His heart felt like it might explode from how much he felt. It was a little scary, if he was being honest with himself, but that would not deter him; he was far too smitten by now. 

He pulled back a little but still lingered close, his gaze slowly appreciating the fine lines of her face before meeting her eyes. I have never met anyone like you, he whispered.