Tripping headfirst over your feet

She scoffed, and Björn couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Slowly pressuring into her space, lip lifting to reveal his teeth. The rot prince tilted his antlered head, and wouldn't stop walking until he was within striking distance-- if she'd let him. Tightly coiled muscles, nails digging hard into the earth below. "Quality over quantity, and I did come all this way for you." Grinning, springing to life.

Björn is deceptively light on his feet, reaching to grab at Mochi's scruff. What's a little manhandling between a pair of teenagers? "You're coming away with me, I'm not leaving you to be married off and rot." Björn with his mixed motivations and massive ego, what could possibly go wrong?

"speech"