Deepwood Weald I'll unwrap my fingers, free my foot and run away

She second-guessed herself for a moment before she slid down into the depression next to the stargirl.  She was pretty although that thought was quickly pushed aside as there were one thousand other more pressing issues at the moment.  

I'm going to have to get under you.  I will be able to hold you, she said, but I would prefer if you didn't stay on top of me for too long.  

Now that she thought about it, she wouldn't mind being underneath the pretty girl... whatever that meant.  She cleared her throat and tentatively nosed the young woman's underbelly, ushering her to stand.