Nova Peak [nd] Nįwa

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ilatuyok blinked, breath catching faint behind her teeth. a dance?
the word lingered, strange and tender, suspended between them like breath in the cold. her ears twitched, and she looked away—not out of rejection, but shyness, her paws shifting gently in the snow. her heart beat like a hare beneath her ribs, startled but curious.
i… she began, voice feather-light, caught somewhere between wonder and hesitation, ...don’t know.
dancing was not something she’d ever been asked for. not like this. not from a man who looked like war but asked like it was nothing.
her gaze flicked up to his face again—wary, unsure, but touched with warmth.
are you sure? she asked softly, bashful and bare, as if the answer might shake something loose in her. me?