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

of course lestan sensed her upset, hurt even. it was the time to rekindle one another, lestan simply did not think his body was yet — prepared.
he hated he was not more of a man, not consumed by his own desires; emotions always crippled by his overactive mind.
he rolled his shoulder when reverie took blossom back. "i'm going out for skins. i'll be back."
and he would, and was, finding it hard to leave as he exited their new home.