Better Choose Carefully

As soon as he was outside the den and following along Fia shot that all too familiar crooked smile his way, a face she only shared with the few in her family. Maybe Stolas didn't know about the cold shoulder she typically gave others, he may have had the chance to witness sooner or later. He should have at least known she wasn't made of sunshine and rainbows. "You'll see." A silly thought of some kind of initiation had crossed her mind, but that wasn't why she was dragging him out of bed. They weren't going to go see a dead body or anything.

She led him up the mountain paths to one of the clearings a little higher than halfway up the ranges, somewhere there wasn't a lot of den traffic so they could be on their own up here. Nothing new. She took a seat, rounding her gaze to look back at him and pat her paw on the ground beside her. She wouldn't plead with big eyes though, like she knew he'd come to be beside her anyway. Fia had little or even no doubt of Stolas being her good friend.

She'd wait until he was making himself comfortable seated beside her when she leaned up against his shoulder with her own and her cheek into his neck. Not really pushing into him but with no awkward tension between them. "I knew you'd like it." She wouldn't even ask if the skies and the midnight oceans were beautiful, she just believed she knew enough about him to know he'd think so. Maybe not so different from his old southern home of Ashen, but maybe something completely different. She felt it was for her even with his being the only place she knew best. Being here beside him brightened up something new in her life, something she was digging into discovering.

"Fiametta & Stolas"