April Showers
04-17-2013, 04:56 PM
The relief that came with his words of forgiveness was impossible to describe or explain. It was just . . . relief. Like something had been weighing on her thoughts for years, and it had vanished with Frayer's words. It was a strange sensation, but a good one all the same. Whatever it was, she vastly preferred it to the anger that she had begun this conversation with. No, that anger was gone at last and she was glad, glad to see it go. And the feeling that had replaced it was one that curled up in her chest and made a home there. Okay, okay, time to put a stop to that. There was no need to be so . . . poetic about things. "Thank you, Frayer. It does mean a lot." More than she could hope to explain, really, but the female was content with that, her tail waving slightly as she resettled her weight, moving her bulk a little bit closer to Frayer's. She didn't mind getting a little closer to him, despite the fact that the storm seemed to finally be fading. But this was only noted distantly. There were bigger things to occupy her attention. Like the smile stretched across Frayer's features. She wasn't going to let herself get all poetic about this too but it was . . . different from the way he'd looked when she'd first run into him. Not that she was complaining! No, he seemed happier, and that was how she liked it. Tail flicking a little, she turned towards him when he spoke with a shy smile stretching across her features, "So it is," She agreed as she glanced at the sky, noting that the rain had indeed faded, "But it is a little late for me to be heading off. I think I'll have to take you up on that offer." Sheylie's tail flicked a little, beginning a slow wave in the air as she stretched slightly. It took her a few moments to respond seriously, however. Her voice was soft when she did speak, "I wouldn't dream of leaving." Not right then, and surely not ever. The way this moment seemed to feel was something that she wouldn't have traded for the world on a silver plate. This was all she had wanted, really, if she were truly honest with herself. Just happiness with the wolf who had always meant the world to her. And that gave her the boldness to speak the next words that slipped off her tongue, "I don't even have to leave in the morning. Unless you want me to." Here she fell silent, waiting silently to hear what he would have to say in response. "Talking!" |