Rising Sun Valley Dear Fellow Traveller

In his infatuation, it took Louis a moment to realize she was giving destiny its due acknowledgement, not asking for a kiss. His cheeks flushed at the presumptuousness of his ears. But then again... she wasn't exactly keeping him at paw's length.

Maybe it wasn't foolish to hope her appraisal of him was equally... captivating.

Leaning into her touch, he grinned again, softer, "I'm, uh, glad it's me, too." Was that silly to admit? It was honest, so he couldn't doubt himself too much, in the end. His head leaned a little closer, taking in the scent of her - strong now, in this warm burrow where they sheltered from the unforgiving world outside.

He let maudlin impulse take rein. "I wish you hadn't been driven to ground by such a storm. A smile like yours seems like to force spring's arrival in earnest. But then we might not have met, and I..." Usually not one at a loss for words, he nonetheless staggered.

"I would have missed the chance to see it for myself." His tail wagged again, perhaps more tentatively than before, and he gave a mild chuckle, "And to try to impress you, with my good manners." Swallowing, Louis kept his attention fixed firmly on her, entranced by every move and making not effort to fight the allure.