make a mark, plant a flag

It was too easy to laugh with Ty, normally things would have reached the kissing part long before now. A lot less talk happened after that, then the getting funky under bear coats, and then going separate ways. It was strangely nice to chat with the man, and tease him relentlessly.

“I’m a prize, but I'm no one's possession. Sorry hot stuff, your collection will always be without this masterpiece” she lifted a paw and waved it up and down to indicate herself. Almost slipping on the ice in the doing, and knocking against Ty with a soft snort of laughter.

By the time she had steadied herself, they had both fallen silent. The wind that raced across the ice bridge was very unwelcoming. Like the voice of the North, warning them away. She shivered, her teeth chattering at the fresh bout of coldness that came with it. It was a good thing Ty bumped her, she was so busy being cold she had almost forgotten he was there. She glanced at him, and then followed his direction, laying on the ice increased her chattering teeth, until he pulled the bear coat over both their heads.

She blinked a few times to get used to the gloom created by the cover, and enforced by the wind. She looked into the cool blue of his eyes, and took in a deep breath. It was nice to breath, even if her rump felt like it was going to fall off, it was so cold. She crept closer to Ty, then closer, until she was leaning so much against him, she was half on top of him. shit that wind was cold. “W-w-who’s idea was this again?” damn teeth needed to stop trying to jump out of her jums. “o-h-h-h-h righ-t-t-t. Five more kisses owed.” she managed to get out, then buried her muzzle in the fur of his neck. Almost knocking into an antler - she had all but forgotten that Spice was there.

"Speech"