ardent

broken-hearted lovers



Finch I

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
182
player
Evelyn

Famous
09-27-2016, 12:16 AM


She didn’t know this man very well, they had met about three times now. But here he was, saying that he was going to stick around and help her out because of what she had said. Without realizing it, her eyes misted up. Quickly ducking her head to hide her tears, she struggled to find the right words to say to him. She hadn’t had many friends outside of her family, but she had quickly bonded with this gentle giant and his sweet temperament. A choked laugh left her lips as she tucked against his chest, and after her hesitation wasted away she hid her face in his soft blue fur. Her tears rolled into his coat, but she didn’t even care. It would have been very awkward but she heard Civetta join in, and the girl let out another laugh before pulling back. Her cheeks were burning under her soft fur, her ears folding downward slightly. ”That is the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me. Thank you Tib, thanks so much...” she said softly, leaning down to rub her now itchy face on her front legs.

Looking up, she saw that her feathered friend had made herself quite cozy on top of the large man’s head. Smiling at that, she turned her features to gaze at the waterfalls down below them. ”So, what now?” she asked after a small pause. Finch just wanted to move on from the sadness that lingered over their conversation, and she didn’t know how long her stay would be extended for. If his uncle came by and saw her, just how much trouble would the Fiori wolf get into? A sly smirk crossed her lips, and she looked down the hill at the series of waterfalls below. ”What do you think your uncle will do if I run to him and tell him you forced me to enter pack lands?” she asked as she stood. Without waiting for an answer, she took off at a run with a wild giggle leaving her lips. She raced down the slope, careful at some points not to slip down the steep slope. She was afraid to look behind her, but with his long legs it wouldn’t take long at all for him to catch up to her. Finch’s golden leaf necklace flipped around and streamed behind her neck, laughter following each racing step she took.