Fitting the Pieces Together
07-20-2014, 11:12 PM
Dayton watched with gentle amusement as the woman squirmed like a pup. He couldn't begin to imagine what was making her wiggle like that, but it was already brightening his day. The boy felt his smile grow as he watched her, blushing at the same time she did. It was weird. Interactions like these were new to him. Dayton had never felt so safe and secure, not even with Misha. The sense of empathy was there, but now he didn't have to worry about any terrible mood swings. He could relax and be himself, even when he was broken and scarred. The russet brute swept his tail through the melting snow, grinning as her words met his ears. She teased him lightly, helping to brush that dark cloud away. "No need to apologize, my lady. Being youthful never hurt anyone." To show what he meant, the young man pounced forward and bumped her shoulder with his nose, pawing at her side to tickle her in the process. Then he backed away from Pacifica before his breath could quicken too much. It felt strange to be so close to the woman. Strange, but exhilarating. More words would pass her pretty lips, not allowing his smile to disappear for even one moment. It felt like so long since he had felt this kind of happiness, but it was nice to know that it still existed. "I am doing splendidly, Pacifica, now that you're here." The sentence tumbled out before he could stop it, but it surely wasn't a lie. Seeing her had brought him happiness. "I really do feel happier when you're around. I've also been talking to one our pack leaders, Qanik... That helped to. She is a very compassionate lady." The earthen boy nodded, his expression open and honest. Life would go on. Things would get better. He knew that for sure now. |