Love, it is a flower
02-11-2015, 10:50 PM
She stepped back into Fiori lands after visiting the North, her recent conversation with Vereux still fresh on her mind. She still had yet to sort out all of her emotions and she wasn't entirely sure she would for quite a while still. But there was one thing she was sure of. She had to talk to Amalia. She needed her little woman and she needed to tell her what had happened... and ask what had happened on her end as well. Athena made a beeline through the territory, following her wife's scent closely till she finally spotted her small white and russet form. She sighed heavily with relief. Just seeing her mate make her calm down somewhat. Amalia really was her rock and her sanity at times. She didn't realize it, but tears still glittered in her eyes as she hurried up to Amalia, quickly burying her face in the fur on Amalia's scruff, breathing in her wife's scent. She would sigh again, sinking to her haunches and paying no mind to the water and steam around them nor moving any father away from Amalia, keeping her self pressed close to her wife's small form. "Amalia, I ran into Vereux," she said quietly, her voice hushed and pained, her split tone gaze moving to find Amalia's. |
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