Valley of Gold We'll sleep when the morning comes

She let him catch up to her, but only for a moment — only long enough for his teeth to find her flank, and then she was darting away in a flash of pale gold. For a time she would keep herself just out of reach, flitting here and there like a butterfly on the breeze. But Reverie could never resist the lure of speaking with a pretty man, so after a time she slowed to a halt.

Still she didn't let him so close, hopping back with playful dancing steps if he tried to close the distance between them. Her tail swung freely, a banner of porcelain and burnished gold. I like you, Reverie called out sweetly, glancing once over her shoulder before she continued. A smile lit her features as she spoke. But if you want to stay, my husband needs to like you, too.

She took a few prancing steps back. He's around, She added playfully, and if the man didn't stop her she would turn away to disappear into the tall grasses.