Heart Of Fire

*Creed* · (This post was last modified: 08-18-2016, 06:44 PM by Creed.)

Spring was in full swing and Creed found himself admiring the beauty of it lately. Prey was more abundant than ever and everything smelled of new life and growth. He'd already spotted a few hinds with their fawns and he could smell rabbits in their burrows as he patrolled the lands Celestial had claimed. It was truly beautiful outside and he was enjoying the warmth of the sun as it beat down on his thick coat. Summer would surely be dreadful, but for now he was content with the temperatures.

With Spring almost halfway over he typically would have been fretting about the upcoming Summer, but today Creed had a different thought in mind. He'd been spending more and more time around Kavdaya and, after a discussion with Regulus, he'd decided something he'd never actually attempted before. So with snowy female on his mind he finished his patrol rather hurriedly before he padded off towards the middle of the territory. He wasn't quite sure what he was looking for, but he had an idea in mind.

It took him a good while, but by noon the fluffy male had managed to find a wide array of flowers. He was more than thankful that Spring had started rather early. The flora was in full bloom which made his job fairly easy. By the time he was done, Creed had managed to pick a bouquet of flowers with the stems clamped firmly between his jaws. It was filled with a myriad of colors of which only the prettiest he could find. He was sure some of them were probably useful herbs, but in this case they weren't for healing. Herbs were growing plentiful so he doubted a handful would matter.

Content that he had found all he could carry he set off towards Kavdaya's alcove in the main den. He had a strange sense of nervousness in his gut which he found rather strange. He didn't get nervous often but he certainly was now. He swallowed it and tried to ignore the pit in the bottom of his stomach as he peered into the woman's den clearing his throat to get her attention. He would have said something, but his mouth was a bit preoccupied.

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