Stavanger Bay iriġauraq(-) [m]

As soon as she knew she had his undivided attention, Wilwarin took off across the beach.

She had one ear turned to her playmate as she traveled, and should their alignment shift she would use a different ear, but always keep tabs.

Her tail waved like a banner behind her, while the sun caught across the soft ginger-gold of her shoulders. To be chased was a good game; but it was a deeper feeling that urged Wilwarin to lure the man on. One she had not name for.

She wanted more than just this simple chase - and so she lagged a bit, or turned to watch him, hoping he would catch up. Wanting to be caught! And she envisioned being held close, which startled and excited her.