Natures Toys{M}

She listened intently, and when the time came, opened up to him like the flower that blooms but only once in a lifetime. He could tell she was the private type – the type to tuck and hoard the precious cargo of emotions deep away. He appreciated being granted insight into the lady’s mind. As her expression sank with her confession, Nagendra’s eyes shone with sympathy. ”Independence…” he mused, ”it’s something so desirable yet taxing.” He wondered, how important was independence to him? Or was it not so much independence as it was the simple ability to give in to flights of fancy – an indulgence in a lack of responsibility. A love for having no one dependent on him. It wasn’t quite the same as independence, but related. ”Perhaps you will find a happy medium,” he smiled softly. ”Total reliance is certainly dangerous, but the benefits of basking in the company of a friend are undeniable. You give a little, and you get a little…” And as long as you made sure that no one person’s absence would put a halt to your own life, it was good.

He was silent for another second, pondering. And then he pulled back from viscous thoughts and glanced again to Fiamette with a gentle smile. ”If you ever do want to try out being in a pack, I’m sure Valentine would welcome you. It’s… well, everyone isn’t necessarily very close. You can get by pretty well in there knowing barely anyone. Not that that’s much fun,” he explained. Even if she said she wouldn’t be good in a pack, he figured he’d offer the chance.

She nipped at his chin and giggled, causing a grin to dance across the man’s face. She nuzzled into him, and he was receptive, leaning into her touch and attempting to curl a little around her. Fiamette would speak again, and he would turn his head a little to look at her. A small smirk adorned his slender features. ”We will,” he said with smooth confidence and a hint of authority.

-snug time-