He considers leaping into the trees, but he can follow her more closely on the ground; besides, it's always been a trademark of hers to climb into the branches before he does, as though her feet ought to touch better than the earth. She's not wrong. Sand and dirt aren't good enough for her; even the trees aren't really close enough to the sky.

In the back of his breathless mind, Omega still waits anxiously for the instant when his mate's energy runs out; at the front of it, he hopes they never stop running. However she soon brings them across something new and interesting, to the sound of rushing water, pouring like molten silver through the woods. His gaze flies to her, and his heart grips itself tight in his chest. God, she is so beautiful, a haunting vision wearing nothing but moonlight.

And it makes him pause, not knowing whether he can trust himself. But he has to, for her sake -- he's not going to drop anchor on her momentum, not even if it carries them both all the way from one ocean to another... or naked into a river deep in the unfamiliar forest. Snarling at himself on the inside, Omega swiftly drags his shirt over his head and strips down after her so he can follow her straight in.