You got me good

She had taken her sweet, sweet time only to finally realize she could neither comprehend the mess this man made of her mind, nor stay so far away any longer. Knowing her heart was pulling her to Auster, Iskra felt she had no choice but to give in and head that way. It was bizarre to have this feeling tugging at her, and after yet another detour, Iskra thought she smelled a pack not too far away. There had been a newer scent a ways away, but Dragons pack couldn't be that new so she'd ignored it and moved on.

As she got closer, she found herself unconsciously quickening her pace every so often until she finally gave in and loved the rest of the way, sliding to a stop right at the edge of the borders and letting loose a howl that shattered the tranquility of the previously silent night. Wait, when did it become nighttime? That meant she'd spent her evening running here... Taking a seat, she settled in to wait oh so patiently for the man she called out to.

Waiting was agonizing. Did he miss her while she was gone? Had he fallen for someone else? And how did he get in her head like this?! What the heck did he do to make her feel so anxious to see him. It was like she was freezing and burning up at the same time while ten thousand butterflies swirled around in her stomach. Taking a shuddering breath, Iskra wondered if she might die from these crazy emotions before he even got here.