Swiftcurrent Creek golden

I'm pretending they're not wolves for like 5 seconds but you can interpret this however you want LOL

Lestan stepped closer and his presence overwhelmed her; everything else became small and unimportant. Reverie was aware of his warmth and her own pounding heart. She closed her eyes, leaning into the touch and smiling helplessly. She wanted to say something cute and clever; she'd never tried to flirt before but the urge was there, a wild spark of something playful and affectionate. She couldn't think of anything cute and clever, though. So instead she kissed him.
She would save wondering if it was too forward for afterward.