As the two lovers raced through the dense woods of Winterspring, heavy trees blocking light to mask their glimmering fur, and snow kicking up from under their pounding paws as though in celebration of their mission success, Iylldrraen did not miss the subtle affections of Aelena. Quite the contrary, the druid was making every effort to make it possible for the two to touch. Those wildly gleaming eyes of his were constantly seeking her in the dense woods, making his barely-contained desire for her evident.<br/><br/>When she would brush against him, he felt a burning at the area of contact, eliciting a deep, feral growl to rumble from deep inside Iylldrraen's chest, up through his throat, and out of that hot, panting maw of his. For the brief moment they did touch, and if she was attentive, she would notice her druid, only briefly, fall into a sudden state of arousal, forced to shift balance and redirect his focus. Every touch drew those hungry, predatory eyes upon the shaman. Oh, how the druid was tempted to simply stop and ravage Aelena right there in the woods. His own snarl disrupted the fantasy, at least for the moment, drawing him back to the seriousness of why they were running to meet Rivern.<br/><br/>With the clamor of battle far behind the two, and the soft stillness surrounding them, Iylldrraen was able to focus and orient himself in the direction of the meeting location with Rivern. Still though, he was tempted by his lover. The heady aroma of the dense trees around them mingling with the freshness of the snow underneath them felt so perfect. The druid shook his head again, though. Meeting with Rivern was too important, and the druid respected his kin too much to disregard him in such a way. Besides, the two lovers would have all of the time they desired after the meeting. The very thought drew a pleasant growl from Iylldrraen, spurring him on excitedly as he nudged against Aelena, bounding happily through the woods and over natural debris, anxious to finish the regrouping meeting before it even began.<br/><br/>Upon arrival, they would see the ancient elf there, casually reclining against a tree, the widest, most mischievous grin on his face. He was approaching them before they completely halted, kneeling and kissing both softly on the head, rubbing their cheeks and messing their fur a bit. His soft laughter was a contagious melody. “You two are truly a pair Elune herself set aside for each other. You two have once more brought balance and peace to this land. Go. I'll keep you no longer.” The ancient elf laughed again, shooing the two away from him playfully. Iylldrraen dipped his head respectfully to his kin, and, with a quick, ravenous look to Aelena, he began to trot softly, waiting for her before bounding eagerly through the woods once more.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>