Hello, hello again.

She was grateful that, even if he was impatient he did not show it. It would have made her deliberation all the harder. Alamea was not one to rushed, especially not when the decision was as important as this one. She accepted his loving lick with a small smile. She felt him curl around her form, it was comforting, and so were the kissed he was gently placing upon neck and shoulders. She buried her face further into his fur, breathing him in. It was an odd turn of events for her. Alamea had always thought she would be more careful, more protective of her heart. After all her mother had told her many times that she had loved her father. And yet? here she was.

Pushing that from her mind she forced herself to remain focused on the present. To feel him as he shifted ever so slighty, to lick her neck, her cranium and her muzzle. She knew what they meant and accepted them happily, lifting her head some to lick the bottom of his cheek before burying herself into his fur again.

The worry was persistent however. She gave him a few more kisses upon his cheek before pulling away ever so slightly. Forcing a weak chuckle she gazed up at him, wanting nothing more than to rush back into their embrace. She had to ask however, because as much as she didn't want to, at some point they were going to have to go back, and she needed to know. "So? now what?" She hoped he knew what she meant. She quickly stepped forwards to lick his muzzle again before retreating.