Redtail Rise buoyant

He stayed, and she was grateful for it. For some reason, he always seemed to feel warmer than she did- and even now, when Spring had come, she appreciated him for it. It wasn't often that they could stay so close for so long- and she had to fight to bury the growing impulse to toy with his fur, to try and get a reaction from him. He was no longer an experiment- she felt she knew what he would like, and felt he was more valuable to her if she didn't just toy with his passions. 

So when she leaned against him, it was because it felt right, for both of them. She lifted her head a bit, to lightly nudge the underside of his jaw again. "Nobody treat-th me like you do." She whispered softly.