Ravensblood Forest stark

meredith’s sharp eyes caught the phantom’s movement just a second too late; his cocky grin only served to fuel her energy as she barreled toward him. the golden girl’s paws churned snow into the air as she leapt, aiming to tackle him into the frost-bitten ground beneath the willow.

gotcha! she declared, though the actual pin was more playful than dominant. her weight pressed into him briefly before she rolled off, plopping into the snow with a laugh.

secrets? she said, her voice teasing, eyes glinting with mischief as she dusted snow off her muzzle. captain, i’m real good at keepin’ secrets. better than most, i’d wager. her tone dipped conspiratorially, and she leaned closer as if to seal the promise.

cross my heart, she murmured, dragging a paw over her chest for dramatic effect. ain’t nobody gonna pry ‘em from me. you can trust me. she grinned, clearly enjoying herself, waiting to see if he’d take her bait.