The Princess And The Casanova
07-17-2014, 10:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-17-2014, 10:10 AM by Misha.)
She would walk through the wintery scene again, heading towards the huge sunken ship. She would walk to the ship and sink to her haunches, sitting in the soft, powdery white snow. The scene reminded her of her old friend- Winter. Their fun last time had to be cut short because of a male who had came in and interrupted them, making the pair shoo. But, after checking her surroundings and sniffing the air carefully, Misha was positive she was alone. "Casanova?" She would call out softly into the air, hoping he would be close enough to hear her, tonight. She would sit and wait, perking her ears up in the silent night, waiting for him. |