Like a feather on the sands. {Aldoro}

"Monsieur Aldoro?" Her beautiful, perfect french spilled off her lips just like how he remembered it. Smooth, soft, comforting. And those amazing purple eyes...he could never forget them. Cygnet's appearance had always been flawless to him. Though, her body wasn't littered with fascinating tiger stripes or spots of all colors. No, it was just a ghostly white, like the snow. If only he had seen her during winter...she would have looked even prettier. Melding into the snow with just those gentle purple eyes to help her stick out. Finally, Aldoro would smile, even chuckle just quietly. He remembered first seeing her, when he cut himself on the thorns. He still had the scar, even. She was so sweet...and they were both so young! It seemed all hazy now...but he could remember it. How fascinating he thought her eyes were. 

“It definitely has.” He hummed in reply, mismatched eyes beaming as she approached him. Still having a little part of him that was affectionate, he expected maybe a playful little hug or a nuzzle. A tap on the shoulder, at least! But she just sat before him, staring at him, teasing him with her pretty eyes. Aldoro frowned and leaned his head forward, nosing her cheek gently. He liked the feeling of being able to show affection toward someone he really cared about...not some random woman who he wanted to get attention from. Cygnet meant a lot to him, she was different from all those other girls!