Misha had been padding behind Day for a while now, but she didn't care. She was staring at his sexiness. For she was in love, and she felt like: 'FUCK THE WORLD, I'M IN LOVE!' Children, she's in love. With a guy sooo much better than your man. He was the sweetest, most cutest pumpkin pie she's ever seen. AND THEY WERE IN LOOVE. Misha had kept her eyes closed as he had insisted her on their trek to the place they were at now. Familiar scents rolled into her nose, her body, HER FRIGGIN' SOUL. The scents of the Obsidian beach. Where the sand was darker than night, where she had met her truly beloved Day. She hadn't opened her eyes, but she knew this place because it was a very special place that held in her heart. Because of Day. She felt him nuzzle her neck, and she blushed deeply. Everytime he called her love, she felt oh, so special. :") Because Day looovesss her. She opened her eyes at the already familiar beach, smiling at the black sand that was starting to come alive and dance with colors in the morning light. It was peaceful here, with just her and her love. "It's as beautiful as ever," The fae said, nuzzling her muzzle into his chest.
