Meadowlark Prairie goldleaf

teya ducked her head and played with the strands of fur around bronco's shoulders. these past weeks with him had been — something unexpected. she looked up at him; she nosed beneath his chin and kissed gentle nibbles to the side of his mouth.
teya was more free with her affection than she had been with reyes, at least after that first time. the man of red fur was passionate, fierce; he had made her feel things she had not before.
and then he had taken them away, and she had sought them from other places. other people.
with bronco she did not feel like he was waiting to possess her.
"you make me happy," she whispered into the soft fur of his throat.