Swiftcurrent Creek I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Reverie was filled with a warmth of her own as Lestan began to make plans for their den. She was grateful that he was taking charge of it. There was no passion in her for this, not now. All she truly wanted was to be near Lestan and Blossom; even a bare hole in the ground would suffice for that.
She couldn't help herself. She crossed the distance between them with a soft look. Alright - but first... Reverie kissed him fiercely, desire bursting into tall flames within moments. It was always far too easy with him — and it had been so very long since they had been together like this!
What Reverie didn't truly realize, but suspected on some subconscious level, was that a large part of her recent moodiness stemmed from that lack.