Where the Wind Blows

Her voice caught him, and he turned, dazzling her with a display or rosey eyes. His open admiration was everything she wanted from the world. The space in the entrance of the cave already felt warmer. It was easy to brush further inside, shaking out the snow, and leaving behind the worst of the cold. She slunk closer, moving with the grace of a wolf that knew she was beautiful. Spice draped across her forehead, nestled between the faux antlers the star-girl wore.

“Oh honey, you know how to compliment a girl.” she teased, liking the way he spoke. She continued to move, stepping up into his personal space. She leaned her hip against his rump and grinned up at her lashes at the taller wolf. “Lorikeet Aracari, but charmers get to call me Keetie.” As she gave her name, a delightful grin curled up her lip. She rose a paw, offering it to him in greeting, even as she leaned against his side for support. “What brings you to this cave, Rose-eyed Auro?”

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