in your heart shall burn
an UNQUENCHABLE flame

Naerys still didn't enjoy Frostfall. Not even this year, with it being as mild as it is. The cold, blustering winds frequently blowing in from the sea are enough to make her long for the quiet, peaceful snowfall of last year. It was cold then, too, but the air was far more still, far more pleasant on a number of levels. And best of all, it hadn't kept her from using the cliffs as her launch pad; an activity that she sorely missed this season. Due to the chill of the air and the force of the winds, Naerys kept herself tucked neatly in amongst the trees with the majority of the herd. Some ventured out along the cliffs, of course, though the numbers are not so abundant as they are during the rest of the year. Those that ventured out, she presumed, were the least opposed to the colder weather but she certainly didn't feel any sort of longing or desire to join them.

Until her teal eyes fell on the familiar form of Caenan.

The girl peers at him through the trees, her teal eyes silently sliding from his handsome face down his neck to his chest and, from there, the rest of his body. It was hard for her to not notice the ways he'd changed since she met him on the sandy shore of the endless blue. She pretty quickly notices the greater definition of muscle, the level of strength he now seemed to ooze. And though it set the butterflies fluttering in the depths of her gut - made her cheeks flush and her heart giddy - she carefully hid the mostly new feelings behind the guise of her usually friendly manner. She'd only felt attraction like this once before but it hadn't been given the chance to grow this much before the stallion disappeared. Caenan has, so far, stuck around; a fact that left her oddly gleeful.

Little did she know, however, her slender legs had grown a mind of their own. By the time she realizes that she's moving, the girl is already near the edge of the trees, but instead of getting flustered she simply goes with the flow. She shifts her course as her vibrant eyes watch Caenan swiftly approach the tree line. Somehow, she manages to avoid staring at his nicely muscled chest long enough to gracefully pull in beside him and match his pace. She shuffles one wing just enough to lightly bump against his side. The girl had grown since they last met, she'd really begun the transition into a more feminine, adult appearance. By now, she'd lost most of her gangly foal-like attributes though she is still rather slender and dainty. Her adult curves would start to fill in during the next several months, ultimately completing during early Tallsun.

Everything would be different then.
For good or ill.

A tender smile curves her soft lips as the two slowed to a halt. Naerys cants her head towards Caenan, not bothering to hide the playfulness shining in her teal eyes. "Looks like the Edge agrees with you." her voice, as sweet and warm as a gentle spring breeze, is typically friendly. Outside, her behavior is no different than it had been the day they met, though inside she's practically a screaming fan-girl on the verge of becoming a swooning puddle. How quickly he'd charmed her that day. How quickly he'd stirred the butterflies in her stomach. It was all innocent, of course. He's cute and charming; she'd have to be made of stone to not develop some sort of feelings for him. Naerys holds onto her composure as she stands beside him and with a gentle grin, she adds, "I'm glad you're here."

NAERYS