just let go
06-26-2013, 06:49 PM
This was wrong. Completely and entirely wrong. She shouldn't be lying here with him, making conversation, exchanging stories about their lives. She shouldn't be having any kind of conversation with him. She should've only stayed around long enough to make sure that he was going to be okay before taking off, like she always did. And yet here she was, completely relaxed at his side, having what she thought what was a normal conversation. Why was she doing this? She was doing exactly what she'd always told her not to do. This was bad. Or was it really? Killian could be different. Just because he had been abandoned by his family didn't mean that he was going to abandon someone else. But she didn't know it. It wasn't written in stone. And yet she couldn't help but hold a little hope that maybe Killian would become something to her, whether a friend or something more, as long as he hung around. And didn't leave her. But all of that seemed to be wishful thinking. She had to be realistic about the situation. Probably after today she wouldn't run into him ever again. Just another passing stranger with a name and a story. Or would he be? The serious expression that took over his dark face caught her attention, bringing her from her thoughts as he spoke. You have a friend now. He reached out, giving her cheek a quick nuzzle. Everything froze and time seemed to stop. A friend. Killian had just called himself her friend. A friend. Killian was her friend. She had a friend. Her first friend in her entire life. Was he joking? His serious expression told her otherwise. He was dead serious. Her friend. My first friend... she murmured softly, pressing her muzzle to his own cheek, the tip of her salmon tongue lashing out to present him with a little peck. Was he aware how monumental him becoming her friend was to her? It was completely unbelievable. And then he was up on his feet, crouching before her, tail swinging in a playful manner behind him as he encouraged her to a session of rough housing. Obviously, his paw was feeling pretty alright at the moment, but she still didn't think he should be up and doing so much activity with it. Did you forget that you just hurt your paw? A gentle smile curled her kissers as she craned her neck towards him, one eyebrow lifting in question towards him in mock disapproval. She really appreciated the effort he was putting in to make her feel better. It was beyond sweet of him. She spared a glance towards the little creature, noticing that it was still watching them before she turned back towards Killian, a part of her knowing that he wouldn't really care if he was hurt or not, probably insisting that they rough house. Talk like this |