But what about the cooties?

Gwyn lay down beside her and the dark woman was obviously nervous. Bowen noted how she toyed with the grass while trying to build the confidence to speak. The smaller fae leaned against her sisters shoulder and lifted one foreleg to wrap it over Gwyn's, turning her paw so that their pads were touching. A half embrace and a little silliness to try and soothe Gwyn's nerves. The mint-eyed fae stumbled over her words a bit, but eventually she began to speak. Russet ears moved to catch every word and Bowen couldn't help the small smile that began on her face. Gwyn was in love!

In time, Gwyn arrived at her issue; the reason that she needed advice. Bowen gave her sister's foreleg a little squeeze of reassurance. "I'm so glad that you've found someone, Gwyn. Of course I'll help however I can." The small fae was quick to add, "I can't wait to meet him, by the way." Bowen was eager to see the kind of man that had ensnared her sweet, demure sisters attentions. It had to be someone terribly special.

It seemed that Gwyn was worried about embarrassing herself or making the wrong moves, thus making her feel the fool. Bowen gave a soft chuckle. "Gywn, if you love him and he loves you, nothing that you do should make you feel foolish. No one starts out being the perfect lover, you know? You and..." Ah, she didn't even know the man's name! Bowen looked to her sister and when Gwyn told her the brute's name, she continued. "You and Ysmir will be learning together. You're so lucky." Again Bo smiled. The pair of lovers would develop together, learning one another and what they liked and didn't like. "Being open and honest is the key."

"Bowen"