Overture Downs seekers wish

suliya’s laugh rang out, soft and lilting, as she leaned over him, her breath forming small clouds between them. is that so? she teased, her voice carrying an edge of mock severity. then perhaps i should take mercy on you, winter’s wake. let you up before the snow steals all your strength.

but she didn’t move. not yet. instead, she tilted her head, letting her paw press just a little firmer against his shoulder, her gaze playful but sharp. you speak of eternity, yet here you are, winded after one little tumble. her grin widened, the kind of grin that dared him to try and change their predicament.

maybe, she added, her tone light and deliberate, you’re the one who’s caught after all. not such a fearsome storm now, are you?

but even as she spoke, she relented slightly, shifting just enough to let him wiggle free if he dared. the challenge glinted in her eyes, inviting him to match her spirit.