Troublemaker
06-27-2013, 05:29 PM
?I don?t think I would be alive if I weren't in Valhalla.? His words barely reached her and as they did she was thankful she was already listening to him to be able to catch it. His words make her take on a look on uncertainty, her mind wondering as usual where the boy had come from. He blinked at her as she glanced back to see the reaction from his words. He seemed taken off guard but not at all in a bad way. He seemed happy to know that she did. His tail even wagged a bit, slow and steady. Her tail whipped wildly in response. ?I like you, too.? She grinned, moving on. She could hear the shuffle of grass against his legs and underside as the male hustled to walk by her side. Shoulder to shoulder. ?I like? Night time.? She looked at him, nodding. Her eyes then cast upward, to the dark sky above them. The moon smiled down on them, providing them ample light. Stars twinkled here and there but for the most part they were hiding tonight. Azalea sighed heavily, her body letting go of tension she didn't realize she was holding onto. It was a happy sigh, a content one. She saw the familiar tree lines and land marks. Valhalla was just a short ways away now, each step bringing her closer. When they finally came upon the border, Azalea stepped over without hesitation. An invisible line distinguished by scent and a well beaten path. She stopped after a few steps, looking at Sarak. "Have a good night, Sarak." She smiled, giving a polite little head bob. Speech, |
