make a mark, plant a flag

Oh, the sook. She laugher softly at his antics, not believing them for a moment. The humble, hanging head didn't suit him. She loved it all the same, the cutie. Stiffling the laughter, she put on a sad, understanding expression. Reaching over, she gave his paw a gentle pat, digging her claws in gently to grip it, before letting go again. "Its okay, Love. I understand. You were awestruck, and off your game. It happens to the best of us" her voice was filled with sorrowful understanding. He was just a mere mortal in the presence of something unearthly. Her lips twitched with the effort of holding in an unlady like snicker.

The track back across the ice was still harrowing, but having thr wind at their backs made all the difference. In what felt like half the time, she could see they were almost back at land. Oh, but it would be good to have something more solid under her paws. She wanted a warn den, a snuggle, an appreciation of Tyrs beauty, and a meal. She didn't even care what order it all came in. She wanted everything.