I'm Not Gonna Write You a Love Song
06-06-2013, 12:52 AM
It was to be a fishing trip the couple would be enjoying that morning. Song was quite excited since she had't enjoyed fish i quite some time. She wasn't particularly great at fishing so she was also a it relieved to hear she could sit the session out. She felt a little bad though because it sounded like Cherokee would be doing all of the work. Maybe she could rustle up a squirrel to bring to the table. "This sounds an awful lot like you'll be doing all of the work." She was still far from feeling okay with him doing things for her. It seemed as though every time she turned around that he was watching out for her again. "I just don't want to be a burden on you. I promise I'm usually a lot more independent than this." She bumped him back as they started their walk towards another body of water. She didn't want to get drenched again, but the consequences of being wet were tempting. Snuggling with Cherokee was high on her list of things she was wanting to do again. She'd have to work on that after she had finished eating. His pace was slow enough that she was comfortable walking with him. Because they were going after fish they didn't even have to worry aout how much noise they were making. From out of no where she decided to tell him something, "I've really enjoyed my day with you, Cherokee. I'm glad you decided to ask me to talk." She smiled as she continued her steady lope next to him. Occasionally not on accident running into him. She just wished she had food in her belly so she could start focusing on snuggling with him again. "talking" |