Overture Downs seekers wish

suliya narrowed her eyes, playful but unyielding, as wake moved with the swiftness of a storm to reverse their positions. beneath him now, her tail flicked, her body taut with energy but yielding just enough to keep the game alive.

to chase a woman forever? her voice was a low purr, her smile sharp. i wonder if you have the stamina for it, winter's wake. chasing me isn’t for the faint of heart.

she wriggled slightly beneath his weight, not to escape but to tease, a glint of fire in her pale gaze. fearsome when you must be? i wonder if you think yourself a hunter, or if you’d rather play the prey.

her muzzle tipped upward, brushing close to his with a challenge written plainly on her face. show me, winter’s wake. show me what you’re made of. or do the huntresses of the saatsine frighten even you?

her laugh was a wild, lilting thing, and she pressed against him just enough to make her presence undeniable, her fire unmistakable. the dance between them was one she seemed all too eager to keep alive.