Cambria had grown up in the presence of true, unabiding love. The love that lived between her parents permeated through the rest of the family. It was directed not only at one another, but at their children as well. If it hadn't been for that love, Cambria was certain that the fragile and fickle flower that she was would have withered and died long ago. She did not know of Mati's parents. Mati had been an adult from the first moments she had known her and she had never seen her close in a parental way to the other adults of the pack. She did not remember that it was the woman she loathed that was the Church fey's mother by birth, any recollection of the fact washed from her memory. Still, it appeared clear that Mati's parents' love, whoever they were, had not been as strong as the love that the girl's parents bore. Perhaps that was why these feelings had never scared her as they had scared Mati. Cambria trusted in love, and had never seen it go awry. Perhaps in this case, such ignorance truly was bliss. She didn't think of what could go wrong, the complication that could possibly await them. All she saw and all she felt was the promise and the excitement and the rapture. To her, that was all that mattered.
The things that passed between the two females' gazes could not be explained or defined by mere words. It was like worlds passing between them, but they were certainly beyond the young Marino's grasp. All she could tell that they were important, and even beyond that, infinite. There was so much to each of them. Countless untold thoughts and memories. Parts of their history that had never been voiced to another soul. Even if they lived in a pack and were enveloped in that life, they both kept their secrets. They both locked things away inside them that were too painful or too complicated or too personal to speak out to just anyone. They had both faced some of the many demons in the world and those demons had left their marks, both physical and metaphysical. There weren't many people that Cambria though would or could understand her completely. Her father was one, her mother as well. When she looked into Mati's eyes, she saw that same understanding, even without any words of it being spoke. Once again, the girl just knew. Knew that what she felt had to be true.
The kiss was a silent explosion, the culmination of these weeks of buildup. No outward sound was heard, but inside both their bodies thundered with the effects of that simple and yet completely profound act. Happy shivers ran throughout her body, not dissimilar to the tremors she had felt that day in the city with the pale female. One thing that was different: these meant something more. There was more to this than a simple physical reaction. It was all of her reacting. Body, heart, mind and soul. It was a soft and powerful touch of their hearts to one another. In the back of her mind she thought that if she and Mati ever did what she had had done to her in the city that that first experience would pale in comparison to how intense their union would be. There had been no real feeling behind that act. It had felt good, but was not a fulfilling feeling. With someone she cared for, as she cared for Mati, it would mean so much more. It would be so much more.
If Mati had not broken the kiss then Cambria likely would have stayed there until she passed out from lack of oxygen. The contact broken, her lungs refilled quickly, a gasp of air entering her chest. Her sea green eyes looked up to Mati, the smile that began to etch on her face full of excitement. It was broad, and bright and shining as the sun itself. In fact, it nearly felt like she held sunlight inside her, filtering out to give her form a steady glow. It may have been a trick of the light, but in her eyes Mati was glowing too. The breathless question made her smile all the more, and she gently tucked her head beneath the Church girl's chin, tail waving slowly from side to side. "That was wonderful," she said, arms wrapping around the other fey, holding her close. Cambi never wanted to let go.