Day's light, Night's fleeting dream.

They find themselves transported... simply running, not knowing where to go, evoking a sheer drive of instinct. Its an orange forest of gold, it's autumn winds push her impulsively as she runs for the enticing thrill of being chased. He runs after her with a sweet warm smile that expresses his intentions of excitement and lust, it evokes a carnal and veracious appetite for her body, yet at the same time he experiences a powerful sense of affection and tender feelings of amorousness towards her. Her sweet scent is an alluring and welcoming cherubic hymn that entices a strong drive that erupts the hunter within. Could he be in love?