Puppy Love

A sigh escaped the girl's lips. Surely such contentment could not last forever, could it? If it was possible to be so happy, so blissfully ecstatic all the time, Epiphron was honestly not sure if she could handle it. If she was able to spend forever with Maverick, would they ever grow tired of one another, or would she find herself forever enraptured by his russet fur and his emerald green eyes? Would he keep her constantly on edge; how long would the excitement last? She found it impossible to imagine it ever fading -- from here, she would only grow more fond of him, she would only want him more than she already did. Epiphron was sure of it.

She relaxed on her side, head falling to rest on the warm earth. One paw moved to push some grass aside that had sprung up between them. She knew from a distance they were all but totally obscured, unable to be seen by others. The thought made her smile widen slightly, realizing they had more privacy than usual here. The girl slid closer to press her nose into his neck, desperate for as much contact, knowing they would have to say goodbye before long.

"Of course I'm planning on seeing you more," she said with all the seriousness in the world, eyes locked on his own. "I..." She what? Loved him? No, those words weren't to be used lightly, as much as she wanted Maverick to know how much she cared for him. "I really, really like you, Maverick. I can't imagine not seeing you again." Her eyes sparkled with seriousness -- no longer filled with tears, but emotion of another sort. Now that she'd met him, she couldn't imagine being without him.