They spent a few days traveling up and over the mountains, taking their time and frolicking in the crags. Amazingly, they didn't fight—not even once. When they began to descend the backside of the peaks, following a spring from ledge to ledge, Turq euphorically led the charge. Every time she saw something delightful—which was approximately every twelve seconds—she pointed it out to Rivet. She also slathered the other she-wolf with sporadic kisses, even when the day grew long and her energy began to flag. She would always have the time and energy to kiss Rivet, she decided.
Paws sore but spirits still high, the twosome arrived in the foothills and parked themselves beside the broad stream that had evolved from the tinkling springs further up the mountain. Turq lapped at the water for about five minutes straight, slaking an enormous thirst, then planted a sopping wet kiss on Rivet's cheek. She then laughingly shoved at her partner with a black forepaw and darted out of reach before Rivet could think of countering (not that the tiny DeMonte could shove her even an inch). Her laughter echoed around them, slowly quieting as dusk descended.
"You know what?" Turq said as she calmed and stared into Rivet's face, her trademark eyes glowing with devotion. "I love you." It was the first time she'd said the words to Rivet and it certainly wouldn't be the last, especially not considering the thrill that raced down the stripe of her backbone. "I love you, Riv," she repeated, smiling foolishly and touching noses with the black sylph.
i kissed a girl just to try it
it felt so wrong
it felt so right
[size=3]i kissed a girl and i liked it[/size]
When they’d made the decision to leave the area that they’d been staying in to travel over the mountain to see what they could find there, Rivet had readily agreed. It was rather surprising that they hadn’t fought since leaving that area to travel, but it wasn’t something Rivet was going to let herself get stuck on wondering why or whatever because that would surely jinx it or something. One thing was absolutely certain… she would never, ever tire of random kisses from her lover. Nor would she ever tire of giving her lover random kisses in return.
Her paws were sore from traveling over the mountain but she didn’t allow it to slow her down much at all, wanting nothing more than to keep up pace with her striking companion. Eagerly, she bound toward the stream when it came into view, going close enough to submerge her sore front paws into the refreshing liquid. The sloppy wet kiss was readily accepted but before she could return it, she received a playful shove that nearly knocked her off her paws purely because she hadn’t been expecting it. She laughed, utterly happy that they had been getting along so well the last few days.
She was ready to shove off and dart after Turq when her lover turned, staring into her eyes. Turq always managed to somehow take Rivet’s breath away, and this moment was no exception. “What?” she answered, giving a slight tilt of her head. What came next thrilled her beyond words. Taking a couple steps forward to close the distance that had been created when Turq had darted out of reach, she not once removed her gaze from that of her lover. “And I love you, Turquoise,” she gladly returned. “With every beat of my heart, and then some.” And she would until the day she (Rivet) died.
After prancing a few moments, she eventually calmed again and pressed her forehead against Rivet's so that their eyes fastened onto one another. "I adore you," she repeated firmly and sincerely, though the edges of her lips twitched into a smile. Once again, she swiped the other wolf's nose with her tongue, then with an airy laugh, she withdrew slightly to give Rivet back her space.
"Would you like something to eat, my love?" It was the first time she'd referred to Rivet this way, considering she'd only just droped the "L"-word for the first time. Already, she knew it would stick. "I'd be happy to hunt us up some supper. Maybe there's even some fish in this creek," she thought aloud, turquoise eyes sliding sideways to the chuckling rapids.
i kissed a girl just to try it
it felt so wrong
it felt so right
[size=3]i kissed a girl and i liked it[/size]
After speaking out loud her feelings for her beautiful lover, Rivet realized just how deep her feelings really went. It was nice that she’d been able to voice it out loud finally, though. It felt good to have finally voiced it out loud. Perhaps this was part of why she had been having such insecure problems lately. Not only did voicing it herself leave her feeling better, but her companion having said it first left her heart singing joyously.
“And I you,” she answered, loving the closeness that they were sharing at that moment. She would follow Turq to the ends of the Earth just to be able to stay with her. Before her lover was able to completely withdraw, Rivet allowed her own tongue to slide out and tenderly caress the side of Turq’s muzzle. She felt happy in that moment, like she was walking on cloud nine or something. She was truly on top of the world. What a wonderful feeling it was!
At the question asked, her stomach rumbled as if on cue. Soft laugh easily escaped from her and she gave a nod of her head. “Apparently I am,” she laughed, readily accepting the new nickname from her lover.
In the spirit of their declarative sentiments, she asked, "What would you prefer, my dear, seafood or a nice leg of buck?" Of course, she was much more likely to take down some rabbits rather than a stag, yet that wouldn't sound nearly as grand or romantic. And, right now, she would do anything—including singlehandedly felling a buck—for Rivet DeMonte.
i kissed a girl just to try it
it felt so wrong
it felt so right
[size=3]i kissed a girl and i liked it[/size]
Rivet playfully stuck her tongue out at the teasing from her girlfriend. “Yep, sure do,” she replied with a nod, dipping her head down toward the stream. Using her nose, she splashed water upward toward her lover and then pranced backward, out of the water. Even though she was a little tired and her paws a little sore, she really was in such a fantastic mood.
A thoughtful look danced upon her face as she thought of which she would prefer; fish or deer. She, herself, wasn’t terribly in the mood for hunting and would not ask her lover to take down a deer by herself. “Seafood sounds good,” she finally answered, moving back toward the edge of the stream. “Followed by some Turq for desert…” Oh naughty!
When Rivet answered, Turq flashed her a devilish grin, then refocused her attention upon the creek. The waters were calm here, though she could hear rapids further downstream. She pondered what this might mean for her chances, then decided she wouldn't find out until she gave it a try. "Here goes nothing," she said to Rivet, casting her lover another impish grin before she perched on the water's edge and craned her neck close to the water's calmly rippling surface.
"Here, fishy, fishy, fishy," Turquoise muttered quietly under her breath, clicking her tongue as her smudged snout hovered just an inch from the water, her turquoise eyes plumbing the depths. She thought she saw movement, so she shifted her tawny bulk and crooked a blackened foreleg as if ready to strike.
She hovered like that for several long moments, then saw a shadow flicking nearer. It took on the general contours of a fish, so Turquoise readied to scoop her dark paw into the water and fling it onto the bank once it came within reach. She leaned as far forward as she dared, teetering precariously on three legs while the fourth dangled there like a waiting hook, itching and quivering with anticipation...
In the next moment, Turquoise was struggling to roll over, sputtering as she lifted her anterior end out of the shallows where she'd tipped forward and fallen. Shaking water out of her ears, which fell back, she glanced toward Rivet. She thought she saw laughter in her partner's eyes and, despite the loving words exchanged just moments before, she did not laugh along. Instead, she felt a blitz of irritation. Unaware that her exhaustion was making her cranky, she picked herself up, shook her golden pelt and slogged onshore, stamping her feet more roughly than was really necessary and making a gruff, wordless sound in the back of her throat.
i kissed a girl just to try it
it felt so wrong
it felt so right
[size=3]i kissed a girl and i liked it[/size]
Rivet remained standing on the edge of the stream, ready to help if it was needed, though she had the utmost faith in her girlfriend to not need help. Mismatched eyes shifted back and forth from her lover to the water that she was “hunting” in. Although she could do her share of fishing, it wasn’t something that Rivet was very good at. Turq was far better at it than she was. Rivet was better at chasing down small prey and catching it than she was at fishing.
A sound behind her caught her attention, causing her to look away from both the stream and her lover to scan the area with her attentive gaze. But the sound of splashing quickly yanked her attention back to the stream. Mismatched eyes fell upon her girlfriend struggling in the water but just as she began to move forward to go help Turq, the other female lifted herself. There was no laughter on her face, though. Just pure concern. At the sight of the glare, though, her ears slicked backward and she took a couple steps backward.
“Are you okay?” came out with a soft whine.