Night Sky smiled, her expression soft and her cheeks tinted pink as heat rushed to them. She knew she was wild and intense - still so convinced that any moment of joy could fade in an instant, that sometimes she worried she would scare people off. She was glad Meryl had given her a chance.

Speaking of chances. The dryad leaned in to take up the opportunity that presented itself then, pressing her lips to Meryl's for something more than the fleeting kiss she offered earlier, hand threading through her hair to palm the back of her head.