It had been more than a couple of days since he'd really seen Novella, he'd really noticed her absence too. After their sunset within the secret crystal cave he'd really thought he'd connected with her. He knew that he liked being in her presence, and knowing that she'd be there to greet him once he was doe hunting for the day had helped him get through. But she hadn't been there the last three days, and had he not caught her scent a few times he would have been alarmed. He didn't want to make any assumptions, so he had just tried to keep himself patient and hope that she would come back to keeping him company.
He'd spoken to Dutiron in the time since he'd last saw the alpha's daughter, his words had been encouraging but he still found that he'd been missing Novella's presence. He didn't realize how attached he'd been getting or how much she was really starting to mean to him. He knew he wanted to be in her presence, but why was rather a different story. He felt as though he really needed to think over the thoughts he'd had over the last week, he used his spare time to go over the time he'd spent with the girl. There was something about her that he couldn't seem to get enough of.
So to get away from everything and everyone he would finally decide to retreat to the secret cavern, the gentle thrum of the falls and the brilliance of the lights would surely calm him and clear the questions from his mind. The dark man would not notice the lingering scent of Novella, but as he crawled up into the tunnel her sweet scent would fill his senses. After being away from her those days he found he'd forgotten how much he enjoyed just the simple perfume she wore.
As he emerged from the curving wall once again he'd find himself grinning as fire and ice eyes would fall upon Novella's form. A nervousness would stir within the depths of his abdomen as he felt a bit shy approaching her. His tail would still wag and his smile would not falter, but his emotions would become crazy within his being. "Hello, miss Novella." His voice was so quiet he was unsure if she even heard him so bit louder he would say, "Hi, Novella I've missed you." His voice would crack a bit as the statement was a bit too rushed. He had not even given himself time to think on the words before he said them.
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