If My Heart was a House You'd Be Home
06-26-2013, 12:15 AM
They had been talking about this for weeks. Maybe even a month or so. The time with his wife-to-be flew by, he could hardly keep track of it. Each day by her side was beyond incredible. He would never been able to picture himself in this kind of situation, soon to be married to the woman who had capture his heart upon their very first meeting. How many couples could say that, that they fell in love the moment they ran into each other? He guessed not many, if only a few. He wanted to be one of those couples that lasted through the years and when they told others how long they'd been together, people would be surprised that they'd been together for so long. He'd just met Song, but this was where he was meant to be. At her side, as her husband and she at his side, as his wife. Today was the big day. The day that the pair hadn't been able to stop talking about for who knows how long. They had curled up the night before in their make-shift den, wrapped up in each other's embrace as always, loving even in their sleep, until the next morning. Cherokee being the heavy sleeper that he was never noticed how his little dove was able to tip-toe her way out of their den and head towards their pre-determined wedding destination. It wasn't until his unconscious mind finally released him back into conscious that he realized she'd gone. Panic set in for a moment, but as he blinked and stretched himself awake, he remembered what day it was. His wedding day. The way he would officially tie himself to Song for the rest of his life. His stomach twisted into knots, shooting itself up his throat, making it hard for him to swallow. Nerves racked his frame as he stepped out into the brilliant shine of the morning sun, dual-hued gems taking a moment to adjust to the brighter light. Nostrils flared, catching his angel's scent, directing him in which direction to go. With a twisted gut, the obsidian knight made the trek to his wedding destination, heart fluttering sporadically inside his chest, unable to contain his excitement. He moved swiftly, eager to reach his wife-to-be and greet her and shower her with the love that she deserved. But he was brought to a slowing halt as another scent registered with him. It was female, but rogue. A friend of Song's? He vaguely remembered her mentioning something about having met a new friend, but right now he couldn't quite think straight or focus on anything that wasn't Song. Cherokee stopped within a cluster of foliage, lowering his large frame towards the earth, ivory jade and silver gems focused on the figure of his little dove and of the strange woman he'd scented, watching as the two conversed. Was it time for him to step in? He decided to wait and see if he was noticed before making an entrance. He had never been a wedding before, so he was unfamiliar with the customs and wasn't sure if Song needed to do something before the ceremony that he wasn't allowed to see. Talk like this |
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