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Redd didn’t know what she intended to do either.  There was only a need to meld as near as she could and a heady, near-overwhelming sense that pinning her would bring things closer.  Closer to what she did not know.  This could have been familiar, but it was not Wealda who commanded within.  This was something apart from dominance.

Druid did not bend with her.  Instead she felt as the other woman froze and then withdrew.  Redd swallowed the whine that nearly escaped, though she had no ability to hide the confusion in her expression.

She did not know why Druid pulled away.  She did not know why this felt like a loss.  She did not know why the whine, thick with longing, was still lodged in her throat.  Or why suddenly, here, she was in entirely uncharted territory.

When Druid reached out to touch her, this time she shied away.  Her gaze dropped apologetically, and she put space between them as she tried to calm the turmoil and her racing pulse.  She needed a moment to control whatever force was suddenly snarling within her.