The Tangle [M] And roar beside the lions thinking how is it so easy

With each step they took toward each other she felt her longing amplify. A strong magnet was pulling her in, and with every sway away from each other she felt became more and more difficult. She blushed and smiled every time she caught a glance from him. 

While she had sung songs for years now, something felt right about having found a partner to sing with. His voice was enchanting, and she delighted in his ability to improvise along with her. She couldn’t have imagined a courtship that might be any more romantic or fitting than this. 

The thought of considering Augur had disappeared into the darkness along with the kind man, who had left them. Perhaps in the end, this was what she truly wanted anyway. All she knew was that it felt more right than anything ever had before, to be with someone who moved and spoke her language. 

What might have been intended as hesitance instead was interpreted as asking for permission, which she found to be endearing. He was respectful, and she appreciated that. With an affectionate purr she acquiesced, and moved forward to press her muzzle to his cheek, so she might trace his jawline and press her chest against his, to see if his heart was beating as wildly as hers was.