Sparkles in the Night

Even just the previous season, they'd struggled with what was between them. Now, it was just so normal. It had been, honestly, for quite some time. Had they actually shared these thoughts aloud, she would have agreed with him. In a way, it went more than that, deeper than that. I mean, at what point do you really go from girlfriend or boyfriend, just casual being with each other, to something more serious, more permanent? How long do you have to love someone for that? (apparently like three years, for them)

Her grin grew at his teasing, challenging words, and she smirked. "Of course I am. And I'll win." How could she not? That was simply a given. However, it was equally a given that she get distracted, once she saw the lake's edge, and the beautiful colors over the sky... and that, of course, when when Lark made his strike. Yelping, jumping back, and narrowing her eyes, she watched as he danced away. "Oh nuh-uh, no running for you!" He wasn't getting away - not at all. Calculations in her eyes - okay, sorta, as she wasn't a fighter - she took a couple of running steps, before launching herself into the air, her gaze set on her goal: Lark's hindquarters and back. If everything went well, she'd just... straight tackle him to the ground, the weight of her sending them tumbling. If she hit him.

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art by birmapus