Searching for Reasons

Talyssa's delighted shrieks rang out, carried on the crisp winter air as she was pulled across the glistening snow. The valley walls seemed to amplify her laughter, filling the surrounding mountains with joy and merriment. She clung to Quill's powerful frame, feeling safe and secure against his warm belly. As they settled in a cozy spot, she turned to face him, her arms draped over his broad chest. Their faces mere inches apart, she couldn't help but smile shyly at him. "I'll get you back," she playfully threatened, her gentle touch brushing away flecks of snow from his thick fur.

Talyssa's heart fluttered in her chest as Quill's paw ran up and down her side, his touch gentle yet possessing a firmness that sent shivers of anticipation through her body. His question caught her off guard, but there was a softness in his eyes that made her feel safe and vulnerable at the same time, like she could tell him anything without fear of judgment. “I don’t really know.” She began with honesty, the words tumbling out of her mouth in a rush. “I guess I want what most girls do - I want a family. I want adventure. I want to see new places. Experience new things. Maybe be apart of something special.” It was hard to articulate not knowing, her voice faltering as she struggled to put them into words.

Talyssa looked up at him, her pale blue eyes meeting his mismatched ones. “In the end, I think I belong in the Hallows. But I don’t even know what my place is there.” She snuggled closer to him, finding comfort in his fur as she let out a content sigh. Together, they lay on the cold snowscape, their body heat merging and providing warmth amidst the snowy landscape. After a few moments of silence, she stole a glance back up to him. "What about you?" She inquired lightly. What did Quill see for himself?

"Talyssa Carpathius"