Jade Fern Grove [M] The Fortune Queen of New Orleans

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She had run and he had chased. A beat of thosands of paws that had done so before. Thrumming deep within her chest. A song made of moonlight and darkness. One that left her heated in the moment.

At the first, a low moan of delight. And then as instincts worked together. They did what they knew how too. Her voice ringing out in delight. Aching and then whole.

Sudden laughter at the end, though it was not cruel at his words. She eyed him with the blue of her gaze.

Yes. Woah is good.

She titled an ear. Very tired. Her limbs trembling from the marathon they had just run. She curled and settled to her haunches. He could join her or he could leave. She would leave that decision  to him. But she panted gently. A warmth deep in her chest for the young man. And a soft pang when she thought of a similar uoung man whome she had almost loved.