Flycatcher Downs just like we were kids again

When she turns to meet him, he meets her with a question. No words, just a simple turn of the head. Such is the custom and Jasmine isn't bothered. It's not like he doesn't want to talk with her -- from what she decides, anyway, considering he's stuck with her this far. And if only he knew!

But she is growing used to pairing her words with things he can understand, and when he bounds up beside her, she reaches up and nips at his cheek fur before giving him a low howl for him to follow her down into the fields.

He always follows. She never wonders if he will. And at this point, if he doesn't, she might just linger back with him. Jasmine's seen the way he tests the air. Always looking, checking, sniffing at the wind and the places around them. There's no paranoia in his eyes - only a look she would expect in the eyes of someone who cared.

It still rattles her, to think he does, and she feels a lingering ember from the night they'd spent together.

She lets the wind carry these feelings away.

Because anyway! They are here to have a good time! To explore the world, to see new things! To learn a few new words along the way!

Jasmine lunges forward, but looks to Fallen Sun with a tap of her paw to the ground beside her, and hopes he'll understand she wishes him to travel at her side today. Like equals. Like friends.