Summer: Thierry and Lucia
Lucia's disappointment was clear, but she knew she could be patient. Or rather, she knew how to pretend to be patient. The summer season of the dance was making her look forward to being warm in the sun in the real season that was approaching them. She understood that summer didn't come immediately, and so neither would the warmth of Thierry's fur and his strong wolf heartbeat that made his skin so nice and toasty to the touch.
Her feet touched back down and she pouted, but only for a moment as Thierry pointed out how his transformation would ruin the flowers. The smile returned and she released his hands to fuss over his flowers some more, fixing some floppy petals with a little fae magic so they stood up more lifelike.
"Very good, wolf. We mustn't ruin the flowers. Come!" Her voice trilled again and she pranced with Thierry into the midst of the other dancers, twirling and mimicking their moves with a few of her own added.