Captivate me

She looked a bit frustrated at first, and he wondered if this was not the first time she'd tried to talk to someone around here, only to be misunderstood. He had to admit, he'd never met someone who spoke foreign words. It was an all new thing to him, but exciting nonetheless. When he tried to mimic her words, the expression on her face changed, and she looked amused. Had he said it right? He grinned at her when she smiled. Then she spoke his name, causing him to perk up towards her. He desperately wanted to know what she was saying, but he'd have to guess for now.

He moved closer to her, stepping onto dry land. "You want to call me Xeph?" he asked, his voice still low, then nodded to her, "Yes, you can call me Xeph. Appeler mon nom Xeph." He'd try again to put the words together, a choppy attempt, but he was having fun with it. His silver gaze sought her eyes once more, before scanning over her frame. He wished he could describe to her how beautiful she was, but would she be able to understand him? Well, perhaps he would just have to show her what he thought. He looked to her face, offering a smile, before he turned to the lake. The flowers on the lily pads were blooming, and one he'd noticed in particular was worthy of being plucked.

His paws touched the water again, and he leaned over to pick the water lily, its petals white and yellow. With the large and stunning flower in his mouth, he turned toward the woman and trotted toward her - holding the flower carefully, he pranced around her, coming to her left side. Boldly but with a gentle touch he placed the flower behind her left ear. He was sure it wouldn't stay put, but it didn't matter. "It's beautiful," he murmured, nudging the flower into place, before softly touching the side of her cheek with his nose, "But you, Soleil, are much more beautiful." He hoped she would understand or have some sort of clue as to what he was saying.