Anastasia blushed and reluctantly pulled away for breath. She breathed heavily as she kissed his nose gently and held him to her as tightly as she could as if there was no tomorrow.
Anastasia smiled widely as she shifted and ran into the snow. She pounced around before tripping over her paws and falling face first into the cold whiteness.
Ana let out a playful yelp as she ran through the woods and suddenly stopped as she heard something rustling. She looked around, spotting a squirrel and began chasing it.
He stopped next to her and faced the sound faster, every nerve firing and scanning for threats to them. Michael followed her, a little further back as he listened for anything nearby.