His arm wrapped around her body, nice and close, sharing the warmth. There was something else going on here, Terra knew it. She might use lots of tricks, able to recognize when a goal was being sought, but she was still innocent enough to have no idea what goal he was trying to reach. A shiver ran through her at the soft whisper, his tongue tickling her fur. The game wasn't hers anymore, very much belonging to Kit and the fact that he knew what was happening when she didn't.
She liked the touch, wanted more of it. At the same time fear rose in her, fear that she was doing something she shouldn't, that she should push him away instead of letting him get closer. Crouching low to the ground Terra glanced up at him. Well, they were still in different forms. There was a limit to how much they could do when he was in optime, and she was stuck in lupine. Terra found herself very glad of her inability to change now, knowing it was a thin protection against whatever threat it was she felt from him.
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