her.
"are you alright?" he murmured, nostrils flaring. After her stuttered apology, he whickered softly. "s'all right. I don't hurt easily." Which was very true. His body wasn't built for it. He nosed against her head. "are you lost love?" He moved his large frame against hers, drawing their sides close to each other. Wind flys around them, picking up and throwing locks of hair around them in a tornado. Diesel nudged the female a bit.
"where is your protector?"
eeek short post, but I think we'll get the ball rolling once they start moving lol. Your post is epic abba! :D