let us live, since we must die

She turned back to see his heavy lidded eyes and the scent of desire that rose from him. She grinned at him, happy to shake off the worry that had clouded the both of them from the miscommunication. She didn’t bother grabbing her bow, having no desire to get it wet again when it had barely finished drying. “You're insatiable.” she accused him, but there was honest fondness in her voice.

He finally shook off his haze and came after her. She felt his teeth graze across his rump and playfully kicked out at him. Picking up speed as she trotted away from the apothecary. “If I don’t hurry, we’ll never get there.” She explained as she flashed him another teasing grin and fell into a ground eating lope, racing him to the lake. She could hear the sound of paws hitting earth as he raced after her. She laughed, feeling younger than her years


"Incubus" | "Riva"