His regained his composure. Big brow eyes melting her heart. The white clouds making sure the Helovia residents were cold. A shiver ran down her spine. The flicka wasn't sure what drew her closer. She preferred stallions with albino coats. Blue eyes and pink muzzles. She might have thought like a child, but she was jealous. She pinned her ears back against her cranium. She flicked them forward, realizing he was still present. "Well? Are you going to leave?"
She stood still. No longer tired. His presence made butterflies swell in her stomach. Would he still try to seduce her? Would she be easier to seduce now that she may have feelings for the stag?
OOC: So sorry she really doesn't have muse, perhaps she will soon though!