Redtail Rise the right side of my neck still smells like you

sounds like you missed me, dinah snorts, deciding to take things up a notch by nuzzling her face beneath his jaw. she stays like this long enough for a spark to dance in her veins, pulling away only to nip at the lobe of his ear.
a lot of wandering. and thinking, she pulls her eyes away from mulherin to take in the landscape as it shifts, the spring greenery drawing a sparkle to her eyes. y'know how i told you i hadn't been to my island in, like, months? i'm thinking of going to visit it. i don't think anybody still lives there, but... i'onno, maybe it'd be good for me. the corner of her mouth twitches. i haven't seen my brothers in so long. or-- my dad, she swallows, turning to once again meet the honey-gold gaze. everybody's a bit scattered now.
and one of them was buried six feet under.
but enough about me, she barks out a laugh, prodding at the dark-pelted shoulder with a dainty paw. how's the rise been? lonely, i imagine.