Kirain nodded along as Stardust spoke, her eyes warm with affection.

I’d be more than happy to tell you some stories, she said, her voice light with fondness. We didn’t start out romantically involved... it just happened. It felt so natural, so comfortable with him. I’m finally, truly happy.

Then, with a sudden burst of energy, she leaned closer, eyes sparkling.

Now it’s your turn! We have to find someone who makes you feel this way. You deserve that, more than anyone. You’re beautiful, Stardust. Inside and out.

She couldn’t stop the gush of affection that poured from her heart. Stardust just had that effect on her, genuine, grounding, like a kindred soul. She felt seen, understood, safe.

I hope he’s back soon, Kirain added softly, her thoughts drifting to her mate. He’s a bit of a wanderer, but he’s been staying close since we built our little den.

At the mention of their budding home, a shy warmth crept up her neck. Why did she always get this fluttery, bashful feeling when she spoke about him? She was proud of him, felt safe in his presence, and yet, here she was, fumbling over her own emotions. It left her both flustered and full of joy.

She listened intently as Stardust explained the concept of imprints. As the meaning sank in, Kirain’s eyes widened with wonder.

That’s... so beautiful, she breathed. To share your soul with someone... what a tender, intimate thing.

Her heart swelled with hope, and with a soft nudge of her nose, she encouraged her friend.

We’ll find your imprint. I just know it. Don’t you worry.

The promise hung in the air, sincere and bright, like sunlight through trees, gentle and warm and full of possibility.