Heart Of Fire

She listened with interest as he talked of how he and his siblings had been named. She’d never really asked him much about his life, nor had she really told him anything about herself. But her body was beyond such curiosity, even if her brain was all for hearing stories about Creed’s life. However, the body was beginning to win out.

She was nearly leaning into the male as they walked, just a hair from her full standing weight applied, though she kept pace with him. It was a common wolf move, walking pressed tightly to each other’s sides, and her tail topped it off with an easy wagging. She doubted any other male would have gotten this out of her, if she thought hard enough about it.

“I like those names… Honor, Legend… They do have a ring to them.” She mused, nose only inches from his ear. Good gods, where had this come from? But she was starting to put the dots together. That bouquet had been all flowers. Hadn’t she seen courtship like that?

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think