She closed her eyes to his touch, breathed in his scent, and relished everything that came from his form. If she had a choice and no duties to fulfill, she would take him with her and disappear from the world. Images of future interactions between the two swirled in her mind and she silently longed for the same occurrence to happen that had brought her future babies into existence. Yet, all she would do was sigh and watch him as he pulled away to explore the lands.
Leaf-green gaze showed a rare twinkle in them as his form headed into the deeper parts of the Moor. She smiled to an audience of no one and slowly turned to retreat as well. Golden paws treaded upon the soggy ground beneath her vivacious form, leading her towards the den she had called her own. It was hidden in the Moor, where no one would be able to find her. Hopefully, the spacious home she had chosen would be the last one for a good while.-Exit Maija-
