But of course, she wouldn’t let him know this ahead of time. No, she needed time to think it over, to speak with the leads, and to stay for the festival that she had come up with all on her own. And so, the Elephant King would have to wait. But he would be pleasantly surprised by the answer.
She thought this over as her lover spoke with their children, naming their companions just as he had named hers. Gifting them with names that suited each one of them and their respective personality traits. She listened, ears tipped forward as Tembovu’s attention returned onto her. And under his navy gaze, she began to melt once more – like she had when she first met him, an almost timid reflection of herself, viewing him as he tried to get himself rid of the tree he found himself in. She smiled to him, then, as he confirmed her invitation. He would return for her – regardless of time or circumstance. He always did. His lips reached out for her, then, and she leaned into his touch – velveteen muzzle lipping at her mane and his hard muscled body leaning back into her own. She pressed her face into his chest gently as he wrapped around her, asking if she was already sending him away, and all she could do was shake her head no. This moment had to last longer than the rest of their encounters. “It’s almost dark. Please stay, just for a night? You can leave in the morning...” She half asked, pulling slightly away from him then in the hopes that he might be able to stay a bit longer before making his venture back to the Edge.
"Talk."
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