As Novella's mind would keep away from Novel and Dutiron so would his, there was no reason to think of them or consequences right then. Surely she hadn't been hiding from her parents, so they wouldn't worry would they? In either case Frith's attention was focused solely on the gentle girl wrapped up in his arms. The moment they were in would capture his attention completely, the dancing of the lights and the warmth of Novella at his chest.
He wouldn't let his mind wander to what might be or what was, he would be at peace in the moment. And at that very moment it was easy to see how much he cared for the pale girl, that in his heart he was falling in love with her. His words hadn't been any kind of serious, but underneath there was a truth to them that he could not deny. Frith wanted to call Novella his very own. "Frith..." She would catch his attention easily, her soft voice easily audible over the rushing falls, for a moment he wondered if he needed to respond to his name but she would continue slowly. "Do you mean it?" He'd feel his lips pull back in an eager smile, his form wrapping tighter around her. "How could I not?" His quiet voice would offer, his tongue finding her fur once again. The desire to be close and enjoy that sweet touch would beg him forward, "Will you be mine?"
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