Broken Antler Fen they say he's changed

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adding to first post as well

She seemed to be waiting for him, and so he let himself be drawn in, raising his head to watch her response and subtle movements as he approached. Signals passed unspoken between two creatures, sun and shadow dappled and danced together.
Close enough to properly catch her scent, the night-hued man came to a stop there. There were other scents subtly mingled with hers, inconsequential against the instinct hers stirred in him. Closer, closer, instinct insisted at him now.

"of course 's enchanted," he smiled, inviting her to share in it with him, "you're here," his tone was playful but already drunk with her scent, the undertones rumbling from his chest. Zeal wanted her, what did she want? Would she lead him on a chase or let him reach her?