The Dawn of New

And truly, her spirits could be livened by a lighter tone. However odd one might have beheld the deep tones adhering to mirth, to her ears it was blessed ringing that furthered the delicate smile upon her own maw, and stirred her heart to flutter. She was nearly beside herself, stepping nearer to her companion with a swift balanced thrust to press her shoulder beneath his in an innocent, prodding gesture. Had she been an innately joyous thing, she might has split her jaws without a moment’s hesitation and let free the bellow of mirth bubble to the surface. But she was a creature awkward around the expressions of joy, both naked and true. But she made due as she was able, her tail waving at leisure as she whined softly in content, and bore for him a smile upon her maw. Small yet true; a light just for him to see. “I would have no other company than you.” Her voice was soft, near breathless as she assumed a quicker pace. Inhaling the fragrance of the Vale and of him, she swept her muzzle down to prod him lightly once more against his shoulder… then without word bound for a higher stone to stand upon, then just as quickly shifted to the earth and continued in rapid stride. Her tail whipped the air in taunt. Her exuberance unbound, she maintained a sort of grace as she raced through her preferred stage, but the light steps on the earth, the energetic pounce from frigid face to flat stone, expressed the elation she felt within herself. She hadn’t an idea where she was going, nor where his refuge resided. But she concluded that if he were to guide her to it, he would have to forgo his leisurely pace and find the drive within to catch her!