Snippet #2693546

Cole hopped up with her help, pausing as she took his arms and traced around the burns, kissing the one that looked like a hawk. Her lips were cool against the heat of the burn. "Do they hurt?"

He looked at the marks on his arms, one in the shape of a hawks wing, the other the fox's tail. It certainly was interesting, how the fire had branded him with the marks of both their spirits. It was almost like they were trying to tell him something. He had a pretty good guess as to what that was, but as with most everything there were small tendrils of doubt in the back of his mind. He wanted what he was feeling to turn out to be real, but only time would truly tell.

He smiled that slow easy smile of his before answering. "Not all that much, its more of a dull heat. I think I'll heal," he said with a wink. He quickly gathered his things and then extended his elbow to her. "Well then, shall we away," he asked, the moonlight adding a gleam to his eyes that complimented his easy grin.