Altar of Twilight waxing gibbous

The chilled air made her lively. Overcome with the sense of thrill, in just the simple act of dancing with this handsome stranger tonight. A melody...a song recited in her thoughts, stemming from her heart. Though, words were lost to her, now.

From the corner of her eye, she saw him reaching for her. Her eyes twinkled while she smiled mischievously. She allowed him just the slightest tickle of platinum ticked fur at his grasp. In return, she went to mouth softly at his shoulder, seeking only fur, not skin. Then she peeled ahead, just barely out of reach. 

If he truly wanted to catch her, he must prove he had the skill. But maybe...she wanted to be caught.