Wapun Meadow She laughs like god, her minds like a diamond

Her back was soon on the soil again. Whether or not she saw him was not answered. The earth was quiet around them, but in her world, in her life, in her and atmosphere, it was alive. Soft air fell into her lungs, and as she exhaled, she could feel the field move with her breath. She fell in with the wind, and the wind fell in with her. Her tongue crossed over her teeth, while her teeth tapped the top of blades of grass, only to delicately grip, grip, until they broke through it. A blunt slice, and one she'd done so with closed eyes and a tail tip that rubbed against her stomach. 

Oh, and how this feeling of being suffocated by the thick air of pollen kept her still. So, so still against the ground, yet when she decided to move, it was like flowing silk. In bountiful, high, swift steps, she was at a stand, approaching Louis jump by jump through the field, until she was at his side, by his face. 

Before she came face to face with him, she fell into a dip, and came up with a lively, easy glide to his eyes. She went in circles around him, so close to touching her fur to his but never quite as a soft smile and dipped, lively eyes that were flourishing with fire. Fire that she surrounded him with in hopes he was encompassed by her thriving essence, and an essence she invited him to stay in. Dipping her head low below his, she came up beside his head again and kept in a slow walk, offering gentle waves of her tail against the wind.

 "Your name?"