Kate did not expect him to kiss her. She knew the risk they were taking. Her bushy, full tail began wagging excitedly and she felt his powerful body, slumped in complete embrace. The mage cradled his head, held his kiss as she felt a renewed feeling. *Was it...love?*<br/><br/>She smiled as he broke the kiss and spoke to her. "Alistair, I ...thank you. Please kiss me again. Anytime you need a hug, take my hand. I know is what your father trained you to be. Even a warrior deserves to be loved."<br/><br/>Kate smoothed his hair and face. "Your in my arms. I will never hurt you."<br/><br/>The mage allow him to pull her toward him. She knew males bodies raged after battle, she did not pull away from him. Alistair stirred new feelings and Kate liked the responses her body had toward his. The feelings lasted a while until Kate spoke to him. The young fox-human longed to hold, kiss, and touch his muscular form. Her hands trembled as she touched his sword arm and marred form. She gasped as she traced his shoulder; she saw the brand of crossed swords and the letters AM in each sword. Only knights wore the badge of brotherhood,  two fox heads and her fathers crest. "Alistair, you wear the brand of a fighter. Did Captain Artemus hate you so much, to brand you?"<br/>Beside him was a washstand, a basin was full bowl of fresh water, and a soft sponge. "Alistair, may I wash your hair and body? Massage your aching muscles with scented oils."