Dragoncrest Cliffs this maudlin moment

He rounded the lake with long, catlike steps that only grew longer as he saw her. Her scent assailed him, sweet herbs and earthy musk, and he drank it in, delighted at being downwind from such a fragrant creature. Verx approached her with no hesitation and took her into his embrace, a dark cloud over the moon, wrapping his form around hers until they were entwined.

After a long moment of bliss, he pulled away, nosing at her cheek before grinning down at her. Bounkola, he said warmly in greeting. What's up? How are you?

She looked pensive, but then, she always did. Vercingetorix wondered as to the labyrinth of her mind. His was so much more straightforward; would he get lost, should he enter hers? Would his understanding of Aure forever end at the flesh and go no further?