Swiftcurrent Creek Gladfly Suite

Akavir looked thoughtfully into her eyes, and so she returned the courtesy. Vystra wondered what thoughts swirled behind his champagne gaze. They held a knowingness that she would not understand for years to come. Luckily for her, it seemed her well-being was at the forefront of his mind today. 

He spoke her name again, a soothing rumble could be felt reverberating through him. She didn't quite catch the following word. Whether it was due to her not having come across it before or her inability to pay attention now that she was sure he accepted her, it did not matter. Vys righted herself slowly onto all fours, trying her best not to startle him, before high stepping away and then back to Akavir. I'm ready to go.