Once upon a time, Lark was pretty sure he'd had his future entirely figured out. It was only as he grew older than he realized life was far from predictable, and he'd grown tired of trying to figure it out. It was simpler, and far less painful, to simply go along with things as they happened. It'd been working out so far, at least in terms of whatever he shared with Lillianna. Not that he thought about it much, but he supposed she was his girlfriend now, right? They hadn't really discussed the wording or anything but it seemed clear enough that they had something special between them, something they didn't share with anyone else in their lives.
He grinned as she leaned back against him, something that he expected but still sent a rush of warmth through his chest. She did surprise him though with the sudden playful nip; it was harder than he expected, though elicited a chuckle from him at the same time. "You picking a fight with me?" Lark teased, his tail waving invitingly behind him. They'd nearly reached the edge of the lake now, and the colors that danced over the horizon grew more vibrant while the skies darkened. He quickly leaned in to nip at her in retaliation, aiming for the soft fleshy area between her side and front leg, before pulling away. His pace quickened, as though intending to run from her, toward the lake.
