What Hurts The Most
07-07-2013, 02:22 AM
Meili finally let her eyes close with a smile still on her muzzle as Gael settled in for the night with her. She loved the feeling of him holding her to him and his head tucked against her shoulder. She wanted to sleep like this every night for the rest of her life. This was the first time she had ever slept near another wolf that she could remember and the fact that it was her Gael made it all the better. She felt so safe with him that falling asleep was no problem at all. The last thing that she heard before she drifted to sleep was her man's voice. The next morning the timber-hued fea woke to the sun streaming through the den entrance. She blinked open her teal eyes and yawned, slowly unwinding herself from the ball she had slept in. She stretched as well as she could in the small den before she turned her gaze to her sleeping man. An affectionate smile crossed her muzzle and she gazed at him tenderly. He looked younger somehow when he was asleep, more innocent or more his age, she wasn't sure which. He really was so adorable and Meili couldn't help but enjoy this short moment she had to really notice it. Not wanting to disrupt his sleep just yet, Meili laid back down, resting her head on her paws and watching him contently while the sun continued to rise into the sky over the lake outside. "Speech." |