Let The Walls Fall Down

*Dayton* · (This post was last modified: 04-08-2014, 07:41 PM by Dayton.)

In the slight silence that followed, Dayton felt his words rush to catch up with him. What had he just done? Did he feel that way about Misha? He wasn't sure, but he had to reassure himself that he was only telling the truth. Whether or not he knew her well enough to care so much was another matter altogether. But Misha was beautiful. That much was clear. Her coat was a dance of gorgeous colors, and her eyes were enough to make a heart stop. They held a quiet blue that was shining in its quality. Like two pools of ethereal water. He gazed into them for a moment before both young wolves blushed fiercely and began smiling at the ground.

"Why thank you," she had whispered, her soft tones making his heart flutter. "You're welcome, Misha." Why had he said that? Was it a mistake? Probably not, and the male shouldn't be so paranoid. Things would turn out fine. They were friends. That was all. For now. The voice came without his consent, and he snapped at it internally. He couldn't afford to sell his heart away. That would only bring him more pain. So for now, the two friends stared at the ground, lost in their own thoughts of humility. Their matching fur intertwined as they curled up on the ground, the air surrounding them with sounds of the waterfall.

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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