Searching for Reasons

As he ran, he could hear her running behind him. A low chortle left the man as he continued to run down the valley. It was only when he felt the smaller, faster fae tackle his back end that he stumbled, skidding to a halt in the snow. He snuffled a bit, clearing his nostrils of snow, then rolled onto his back, casting a blue eye towards the blonde fae who had also fallen. Reaching out, one powerful foreleg wrapped about the woman and Quill pulled her across the nice, slippery snow until she was settled upon his belly. Not only did he want her close, but he didn't want her to catch a chill. She didn't have nearly as much fur as he did and she was significantly smaller.

Big paws settled on the woman's sides, gently stroking up and down in a slow, rhythmic fashion. "What do you see in your future, lovely?" The brute purred, enjoying the feel of her silken coat against his rough pads. At first, Quill had wanted to possess Talyssa; to conquer her. Now he wanted to know her. He wanted to woo her. He wanted her to choose him rather than be claimed by him. Oh... he would still claim her, but he wanted her to want it.

The sounds of the world continued around the pair as Quill waited for an answer. He placed a soft kiss upon Talyssa's crown, his paws still doing their work, holding her close, warming her, stroking her. They could stay like this forever and he wouldn't mind. There were more things in the world to see, however. He would enjoy this for as long as it lasted.

"Quill Klein"