All Your Perfect Imperfections

*Misha* · 04-19-2014, 08:59 PM

Misha looked at the male, sighing softly. Did all of his words mean something? They obviously came out from his heart, which meant something to him. And that should make them meaningful to her as well. Which, they were.. But Misha knew the reality of lies all to well.

She would get flashes and thoughts of the repeating acts from heartbreak, the voices in her head telling her to not trust another living soul of a being ever again. But, for some reason, she had always felt different with Dayton, from the stomach full of butterflies, to the constant thuddering heart beats. The red brown and ivory woman looked up at the male, her blue grey irises sparkling a bit. "I'm sorry, love," the female said in a soft whisper, beginning to pull away from the male. She gave him one last lick on the nose then stood up, shaking her fur and sending little products of dust flying off into the air.

The small fae known as Misha would stand up and look at him, her face emotionless.

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