I'm Not Gonna Write You a Love Song
06-13-2013, 11:39 PM
She let her paws rise up and tap his cute nose, her smile shining on him. She enjoyed listening to his voice, it was pleasant and comforting. She was completely at ease with him, she knew she didn't need to fake anything. Not that she would have in the first place. If he didn't leave her alone the rest of her life she would die happy. To go through life with him as her partner was all she wanted now. She was so glad she left her family those few moons ago. She would have never found him otherwise. Her ears perked forward to listen to his words, she enjoyed every word. He seemed interested in her previous life, but that was long gone. She never hoped to be an alpha, but she knew if the need would arise she would be pretty qualified. Her mother had really taught her well, she just hated the way she did things. Song had only needed a bit more freedom, but again had she stayed she would have never met her true love. She contemplated his question for a moment, deciding how she would word her answer. "My mother and I didn't really see eye to eye. She pushed me to far and I snapped. I made myself dominant over her and left." Her eyes became a bit dark as she thought of that day, not so very long ago. She felt tears welling up in her eyes "I miss them so much, Cherokee." "talking" |