<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Avalyn Amasera<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Green Ajah<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Warner<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>At the gates<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Being held by him felt good, it felt like she belonged there. He held her tightly for a moment and then loosened his hold, but the words that he said struck her. Find that she had such feelings? Did she really?  She was fond of him, care for him… but weren't this just fancy way to avoid saying how she really felt? Her oath was to speak no word that is not true, but she could like to herself plenty if she didn't want to face the truth. She was better than that though; lying to oneself was not the way to go.<br/><br/>Besides, being in his arms felt good, being with him was always comfortable. She had chosen him as her first warder for several reasons, all of which could be brought down to her liking him a lot and wanting to be with him as often as possible. She also found him to be quite attractive and so the physical side of such a relationship with him was not excluded. Her hands lowered, and then came to rest gently on the sides of his head, her thumb running along the front of his ear and her fingertips gently digging into his hair.<br/><br/>While she had no clue what he had in mind, she felt that little surge of will to do something. When he leaned toward her, Avalyn understood what Warner intended to do and her hands followed his head, not attempting to control his movement in any way. IF he had any lingering doubts, he'd feel her acceptance through the bond or how not only did she tilt her head to make the kiss comfortable but she did not tense into his arms. If she had not welcomed the kiss, or thought it to be inappropriate, she would have tensed and made it a quick brush of their lips, no more. She was a Green, and their reputation about warders and men was mostly well-deserved.<br/><br/>Her lips pressed to his for a few seconds more than required to be called brief, but did not open to deepen. That, she thought, would be kept for later.  When she moved her head back, she pressed her forehead to his gently, her hands holding him there for a moment. There was a sudden peak of excitement flowing from her as it crossed her mind that he really was her warder now, and how pleased that made her joined the feeling. "Let's head to the Faire before we change our minds and you cleaned up for nothing."</div>