Otatso Wetlands [m] dans cho

He was surprised at how different it felt this time- something he had not known to expect, but something he welcomed though his enjoyment was relatively short-lived, due to the maddening effect she had on him. He rolled to the ground beside her, wriggling so that he could press his belly against her side, and sneak his muzzle beneath hers for a moment, feeling the softness of the fur beneath her chin. 

He smoothed the fur of her cheek with a lick, and noticed then the piercing emerald gaze, warm with what he assumed was fondness. He smiled, and blinked lazily at her. "You're amazing," he said quietly, so the warmth of his breath would not cause her pretty green eyes to blink.