Moonspear [m] the suspension of disbelief

When her gaze returned to a more earthen plane, she found Kindle much nearer than before. Her breath caught in her throat, partly out of sheer surprise. Up close like this, she could see varying shades of gold in his eyes, even a few scattered speckles… and, of course, the bit of crust.

Her heart skipped a beat when he spoke, his breath washing warm over her face and sending her whiskers atwitch. Treepie’s eyes widened. They were five simple words, yet they said so much. Kindle wasn’t just putting out vibes now, he had voiced his intent, which told Pie that her growing attraction was mutual.

She wanted to agree—better yet, she wanted to give him permission, or just lean in herself—but then Mev made an appearance. It picked up on the thread of her thoughts prior to Kindle’s summoning, reminding her quite loudly that there was something crucial she ought to share with Kindle before they took things anything further.

I want to, she said in a hushed voice, eyes tracking back and forth across his handsome face, her own eyes tightening, but there’s something you should know about me first.