Redtail Rise But She’s Always a Woman to Me.

Her teeth flashed, both as she grabbed for his fur, and grinned, in equal parts. Not an uncommon occurrence with Ancelin, who seemed capable of stealing her breath away with both his touch and his voice. Spars became a means both of training and a fit excuse to get close to him. In any other dispute she might have done more to push her opponent away- but with him, she craved the feeling of being swept up. 

Such was the case when they moved in such a way to bring them into an intimate embrace, albeit for a fleeting moment. She felt very vulnerable for a second, and the feeling persisted for a moment after his limbs slid from her waist. Still- she felt the space between them was less comfortable. 

”Have you ever wondered….?”