Sheepeater Cliff i say that love is fictional

A good trip was suddenly turning into a bad trip, as they rolled and rolled and the world swirled around him like he was on a roller coaster. His vision was filled with the clouds and the ground and the clouds and the ground, and at the center of each roll was Lenny. He was satisfied that she had not dodged his tackle... 

until she came out on top, wrapped legs flipping him over to the ground. As she tried to pin him, his stomach did an odd twist as he gazed at her face. For a moment he saw Deidra there and the feeling tightened, and then the vision was gone and he was snapped back to reality. Fionn thrashed beneath her like a wild bull, fangs unsheathing from dark lips like a python as he aimed to whip his head upward and grab at her shoulders or forelegs.