I'm walking back to our cabin and my entire being is on fire. I need Cyran right now. I need his lips on mine and I need to feel his hands all over my body. My core is on fire and if I don't do something about it, I think I'll spontaneously combust. I need Cyran to extinguish this fire. I didn't think watching a mating ceremony would make me feel this way. They really are a different breed here.
This is supernatural.
The path is dark, but my vision has gotten better. I can see it in the dark. I sense the excitement in the air and it excites me, too.
I'm about to pass Donna's cabin and I see that her door is wide open. Was she at the ceremony? I don't remember seeing her there. I sincerely hope she wasn't, because if she was, she'll have to find someone to extinguish her fire, and a male her age here is hard to come by. Unless it's Barbara's father, but even he's too young for her. And he has a wife. Or mate.
I walk past her cabin.
