[se] climbed right back up the cliff

Soleil

I was born a lover
And I will die that way

Surely Noe isn't the only one who's crazy, because, "Yeah. That's a wolf." It comes out stunned-dumb, staring at the bold little creature marching straight for her without any of the bafflement or hesitancy found in the two young women gawking at it.

Soleil stares as the cub passes right between her two palms braced on the muddy earth, brushing up against her forearms and pressing its side into her thighs as if choosing her hunched-over body as its new den. An emotion that is definitely not hers tickles in her chest - something like peace and safety, and a decisive certainty that both those emotions are entirely warranted.

With the disorientation of the initial bonding fading, education starts creeping back in, and Soleil turns a wondrous gaze toward Noe as she starts to straighten and gather the cub into her arms where it lies docile and clearly pleased with her body heat. "I...think I just bonded," she utters, eyes huge.

Lavender forever, kiss it till it's better
Honey sticky fingers for life