Sleepy Fox Hollow Wishful Thinking

Soft compliments played from her lips.
Filling his heart with a warmth he'd not felt for some time now.
It was like the flood of fresh cooking filling his heart as you opened the oven door.
He smiled back, happy that she'd thought so too.
"Probably a waterfall or the ocean," he smiled softly. Both amazing parts of nature which intrigued him greatly. The power of water amazed him, and he respected it greatly. Especially after the flash flood.

But her saying that she hadn't helped? Preposterous!
"Travelling alone is lonely," he mused. Especially over windswept mountains.
But she didn't try and make him take back his words, so he gave her smile a wide grin. Her smiles really brought light into her features.
"Well, we can say we helped each other today then."

He looked at her. Watching how the wind played with her fur and how the sun reflected from her eyes.
"Where is your favourite place to be, hm? The ocean? Forests?"
Maybe she'd love the canyon.