Stavanger Bay i don't wanna be you

there he was. 

like an amber sun he came down the beach towards her, radiating a fire so warm it could almost send the ocean itself running for the hills. but not dalia, who drank in his energy as he would give it to her. a compliment from velen was enough to fluff the fur along her shoulders, a shiver falling down her spine as if he'd done something magical. but all he'd done was speak.

she purred lowly, taking a moment to nip playfully at his shoulder. "i feel well," she returned, taking another gentle nip at him. and then she backed away, dropping to a playbow a few steps before him, tail swaying and eyes gleaming. "i want to race," she announced, still bowing.