Firestone Hot Springs Frozen in flames

The golden 'queen' spun from her position, stalking toward Adimar. An unusual feeling had just come over her, her whole body begun to warm up. She confidently placed a kiss on the edge of Adimar's muzzle. "I like you, Adimar." she breathed, planting another kiss on his cheek. She pressed up against his fur, whining ever so softly.

Her tail wagged happily, suddenly the last few days worries and troubles became unreal, parts of a distant future. The fae was on the brink of her first heat, perhaps a few days away. But in her mind, why wait to tell the handsome male her feelings?