Two Rivers Isle the living do.

he didn't seem to mind the close contact, as he rumbled his own little message to her and leaned into her touch. maybe from an onlooker, this seemed too forward considering the two didn't even have an official talking stage with each other (which, unknown to iseul, was probably the best considering her counterpart had no ability to actually speak beyond the noises he already communicated to her!)

even more so, iseul enjoyed the fact that makan was so expressive, even in his speechless state. there were many things she found to be so interesting about the man, and in a way, his mysteriousness was just another added benefit under his name! it was like reading a book that simply wrapped you up into a warm hug and kept you wanting more.

she liked the feeling of excitement that released butterflies into her ribcage when she was around him. and feeling his teeth help clean and comb through her fur floods her cheeks with a violent blush. was everything so meaningful when it came to things like courting and crushing?

when she pulls away from him, she would come to scoop up the gifts. gently now, careful to not disrupt his careful packaging, she would look towards the den she had dug at the base of one of the many miniature hills that were scattered across the open part of the isle. and she'd come to look back towards makan, hoping that he would accept her offer for a lunch date.