<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7d/B8c37200a214e470b8f4201c77081530.jpg)</div><strong>Captain Ramalan Fire-Orchid (Prophet of Human Potential)</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YCZK28uvV0ugmN-Xfu2OMUoV6TRcCFezKKmL6pbN7K0/edit)<br/><br/>Ramalan guided Xenovia out of the feasting hall towards the quarters they'd been given.  Still a few halls away, he stopped with playful suddenness and pressed the blond girl against the wall.  His chest pressed into hers with a passionate purr.  Ramalan leaned down to claim the blond's lips with fierce heat.<br/><br/>Ramalan knew that--though she was almost a foot shorter than he--beneath Xenovia's soft curves lurked a strength that matched his own.  It aroused him fiercely, knowing that she would either melt in his arms or push him away with strength he couldn't deny.<br/><br/>Ramalan nipped on Xenovia's lower lip and caught her hands.  Bringing the dawn caste's hands over her head, he held them there, against the wall, and nibbled expertly on the line of her ear before whispering, "You're strong, Xenovia," the voice was a husky growl, "Strong as I. I don't have to hold back."