Ouroboros Spine swima

He came no closer. So, she would come to him. She closed the space between them by a few steps, careful not to press into his personal space. She always did try to be tactful. This time around, the normally self-assured Keyni still felt her heart fluttering rapidly against her chest, deep within. 

She wanted to shake her head. To slap herself out of this silly behavior. What was wrong with her? She had never felt like this before. So why now? Perhaps that fleeting, one time sighting of him by another lakeside back in the colder months had more of lasting impression than she realized. 

Fortunately, he seemed distracted long enough by admiring the lake. His demeanor was conversational and friendly, with a charming grin to boot. "Kukutux and the aspiring healers will appreciate the bounty the new growth offers. As will the resident herd as well." She commented, eying the opposite bank briefly for any traces of their local deer. They were nowhere in sight, which was just as well.

A soft shake of her head followed his inquiry. "No. Just under a month." She briefly let her eyes land on her pale paws. A brief show of her unease at being in limbo. "I am actually not of Moonglow. Along with Antares and a few others, we are all that remains of a pack once known as Firefly Glen. Kukutux was kind enough to offer us refuge."