at the ready [Gale]

[Jesla]

The appy feels relief when @[Gale] does not shy away from her touch. She does not fully understand this new wave of emotion. She does know that she wants to be around Gale; near him and with him. She wants to get to know him. She wants to know everything about him, and yet, knowing him will not matter because it will not alter this strong desire. Her steps away, though made to look diplomatic, are a result of uncertainty that this is real. Jesla second guesses the male's interest. Any doubt soon melts away as the navy blue pegasus steps into her touch. Their muzzles press into one another and, Jesla feels the warmth of his breath upon her jawline. She utters a soft sigh and leans into his embrace. In her mind, Gale's actions affirm that he wants this, too, and Jesla is both ecstatic and relieved. She discovers a new sense of strength in knowing that their energies sync so easily. He feeds off of her vibrance, and she is invigorated by his interest. She steps closer to the brindle stud until her whiskered plush brushes his cheek. Her gaze meets his with honesty and affection; her light green irises a warmer, brighter shade of mint.

She listens as Gale agrees to escort her off the Isle. His description of "sunshine and starfruits" is enough to charm her. Jesla finds her eyes closing as she imagines the warm sun upon her back and Gale by her side. She leans into him even further before realizing that he has invited her to see it. She opens her gaze, slowly so that her long-lashes linger, and finds his bright blues, again. Her voice is so soft that her words escape at a volume just above a whisper. "Oh yes, Gale! Please take me to Islandres."