Time Of Reckoning

Chapter 4.

Mel bumped Tamlen with her hip, grinning devilishly at him. "Oh, come onnnn... Its not like the Keeper can kill us for being curious."

"We really shouldn't be out this far from the camp..." Tamlen looked over his shoulder, raising a brow. He turned back to face Mel though, unable to hide the slight blush on his cheeks. Tamlen, while definitely a flirt, was bad at hiding his feelings. Mel had learned this over the past few months and she did everything she could think of to get under his skin and make him itch.

Playfully, she flicked his ear as she brushed past him, unsheathing her bow. Until she'd joined the Clan, Mel had never worn proper armor. She had quickly proven to be an effective hunter, and with the Dalish's training, she'd become almost invisible in the woods. Her mother had taught her much, but the Dalish had honed all of those lessons, sharpened them.

Tamlen chuckled as he watched her kneel down next to a pair of tracks. "Alright, but only because that deer had such a nice rack."

Mel grinned over her shoulder, raising a brow. "Really, now?" However she stayed focused, continuing to follow the prints. Tamlen stayed close behind her, his eyes wandering. "Yeah..." He smirked, running a finger through Mel's ponytail.

His touch left a tingle at the back of her neck, too tame to soothe. Mel stared down at the tracks, licking her lower lip, wondering just how far she could push him. Setting her bow down, she slowly stood up and turned to him, tilting her head to the side coyly. "Seems you have something else on your mind, Lethallin." She slouched on the trunk of a tree, staring up at him with her silver orbs. A mix of both lust and mischief played on her friend's face as he stared down at her. It was rather obvious what he was thinking, but would he act on it?

Tamlen stared in to her eyes for a few moments, sighing softly as some of the clouds in his honey coated eyes cleared away. He leaned down, placing one hand on the base of the tree while his other reached to carefully graze over her neck. "You could say that..."

Mel's eyes began to instinctively close as he pressed his lips against hers.