Take a Bite and Let it Linger

Elysia was busy organizing her belongings within her makeshift home. She wanted to keep track of her goodies so that she knew what she needed to collect for future crafting projects. Growing bored of it a call rang out and ears perked with interest. Aresenn she stood, stretching lazily as she made her way out of her den. His calls were always promising for fun things to do.

She began to make her way towards his call and him. Eager to know what he had in store for the syndicate this time. Careful to keep her heat to herself she kept her tail tucked low. Nothing, not even her blossoming womanhood would keep her from battle training if that’s what this was.

As his scent grew stronger, fresher she knew she was coming up close. And as she stepped into a sunny meadow and smiled. Closing the most of the distance between them, yet still relatively safely away from him and dipped her head in greeting. ”Aresenn” and then she noticed her cousin, Sephiran had beaten her to Aresenn’s summons. She turned and offered him a smile. “Sephrian” she greeted.