The slender woman did her best to fight the shivers that were coming on, but she was met with little success. Fortunately for her, her mate had detected her chill and was already swimming with her towards the shore. "Th-that sounds great," she chattered in reply, milky blue eyes directed towards Heath's face. He always knew just what to say, and even though Ruri had been thinking the same thing it sounded much more enjoyable when he suggested it. It would no doubt take her a little while to dry off, with all of her long, feathery fur holding so much water especially her mane. Once home she might go so far as to shift to her lupus form to dry off. She would have to think about it, though.
It wasn't long before she and Heath were headed home astride Stark's back. One soft-furred white hand held Heath's arm as it wrapped around her, while another reached to stroke Stark's neck. The ride home was almost better than the ride to the beach, despite the cold wind on their wet fur. The delicate Dauphine was tired but not at all ready to go to sleep yet. She would be willing to stay up as long as it took to enjoy the evening. If that meant staying awake until she collapsed in bed then she was more than ready for it. She owed it to Heath to make up for what she had denied him these past few weeks, and more importantly she wanted to show him how important he was to her. She doubted she would ever be depressed again with Heath around. That was a promise she made to herself to make Heath the top thing in her life and nothing would change that. She refused to ever let something take her away from him ever again and she wanted to prove it to him tonight.