Next To You, Next To Me
12-11-2013, 02:23 AM
He was dead sure about this. He had never been so sure about anything in his entire life. It had been nearly a year since he had run into his little woman that day in the willows. It was crazy to think that it had been that long since he had met Meili. It still felt like it was yesterday that he had helped her out of the branches when she had gone crashing into them, right in front of him. Her teal eyes...those eyes had captivated him from the moment he'd laid eyes on them and from that day forward he'd been hooked. A lot of things had happened in the course of their year together; deaths, births, promotions, wars and yet his feelings for her were still there. If anything, they had grown stronger over the course of the passing year and now they were coming to a climax. After spending much time recuperating, all that down time allowing him sufficient time to think, Gael had come to a conclusion. Meili was the most beautiful woman in the entire world. She made him feel like no one else did...because he loved her. He deeply, truly loved his little woman...The only problem was...he wanted her to spend the rest of his life with him. He knew that she felt the same way...but would she be ready for such a commitment? Gael had awoken early that day and gone to the closest river to bathe. He usually wasn't one to worry about his physical appearance, but what he had in mind to do today required that he look his absolute best. After bathing he meticulously groomed his coat to the best of his abilities, getting out as many of the burrs and knots as he could in order to look respectable. It wasn't until he was completely satisfied that he was up to par that he would set out in search of flowers to pick for Meili. He wasn't looking for any flowers in particular that would catch his eye; and he did find some. Pansies, if he remembered correctly from what his mother had told him. They were growing pretty well, blooming to their full capacity, their brilliant red calling out to him like a beacon. He would gather as many as he could in jaws, hoping that the bouquet he gathered would be enough for his little woman. These flowers were alot like her; little but brilliant in their beauty. With his flowers all collected, the nervous Adravendi would make his way towards the whistling willows; the place where they had first met. He would set his flowers down at his paws, making sure not to rip any of the petals, wanting to keep them perfect for Meili. The organ in his chest would stutter, butterflies attacking his stomach as he allowed his skull to tilt back, a sweet melody calling out to his little woman. He would let it fade out, skull returning to its former position, nerves racking his system as he waited for her to appear. This was it. Today would change the rest of their lives. Talk like this |