broken-hearted lovers
09-13-2016, 02:12 PM
Finch was glad that Tiburtius was quiet while she was talking, although she was worried what he thought of all of this. When she was done saying all she could, she looked down at her pale paws and just waited. She was expecting him to laugh, to scoff and just walk away. Would he call her crazy, and say that he didn't want to hang out with her anymore. Oh no... he could get her in a lot of trouble if he wanted to! She was in pack lands after all. But all he did was look at her and smile, telling her that she wasn't, and that she wouldn't be able to get away from him. A warm flush rushed up to her cheeks, and her shoulders rolled forward slightly as she grew bashful. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered out in an innocent voice. She was so worried what he was going to stay to her that she couldn't really put two and two together at the moment. When he lifted his front paw, she blinked and stared at it, unsure what he was trying to do. But when he asked if she wanted a hug, Finch slowly nodded her head. She stood and took a tentitive step towards him, her heart racing in her chest. It was silly to be this nervous, it was just a hug! Her dad hugged her all the time, her and Starling used to cuddle all the time. But this felt different... Closing the small distance between them, she pressed her smaller chest against him, the right side of her face moving up to nestle under his neck. She was tense, but it only took a few moments for her body to relax into his, his warmth enticing her. A sigh left her maw, and all was silent for awhile. That was, until she heard the flapping of wings. Civetta let out a tweet, flying up and wiggling herself into Tib's ear. "Me too, me too!" she called, bringing a bubbling laugh from Finch's maw. What would she do without her little feathered friend? |