Jack watched as his cousins scattered to the fires that this festival was named for. They found partners, traded a secret to bind them to their partner, and kissed as they lept over the small pitted fires.
He bit his lip, watching as they moved on to another partner, they where all, after all, older than him and had all done this for at least one year before. Their bioluminescent fur dyes spread from patterns to glowing smudges in the night. Everyone was out in their finest.
Spying a lady jester juggling nearby he gulped down a breath of air and hurried over to her.
"Lady fair." he said, extending a hand, remembering his cousin’s tips and tricks for the Winter Bonfire Festival "Would you be my partner?"
She giggled and rolled her balls back into her palms, two in each hand. “First time?” she asked in a light accent he knew to be the tongue of seaside fishermen.
"Yes." he admitted.
She took his hand, the balls having disappear without him noticing, and lead him to the nearest bonfire. “That is no secret to me, Enjiel.”
He was not at all surprised by her knowing what clan he came from, not only his looks marked him as one of his extended family, but the paint they donned on special occasions that glowed gently in the gathering dark, he and his relations stuck out, even in such a huge crowd.
"So you must tell me another, before we jump the fire, and I shall keep it safe and warm all the cold winter long."
Her fluid speech and use of words he had read only in books lured him in, and ranter than bend over to meet her, a head shorter than him, he bend at the knees. He blushed and looked at her with large brown eyes then laid his chin upon her shoulder.
"I’ve never kissed anyone before." he whispered.
Standing thus, the Jester paid him a secret in kind, whispering, “Nor have I.”
Jack closed his eyes and the jester found his lips in a feather light brush that sent fire along his skin and down his spine.
When they parted she was smiling a Felis’ smile at him. “Shall we?”
He smiled back and hand in hand Jack lept over his first fire, his first kiss still sweet on his lips, the Jester’s hand warm in his.
When they parted, she seemed to linger before him, like a fire in the dark.
I think this is the first time I’ve ever drawn two furries kissing eachother? And that’s how Jack and Rose met! They didn’t even know eachother’s names when they traded their first kiss and it was Ms. Nosey Jester that figured out who he was after the Winter Bonfire Festival and romantically sought after him. After she found him he took the lead from there. Sometime I’ll draw the full story out better, but for now I must post this because there are only a few minutes left of OC Kissing Day!