Hooked on A Feeling

She smiled and would keep her eyes focused on him, eyes showing kindness and tranquility as she shifted her topaz optics to the bay ahead of her. The salty air sent a somewhat chill down her spine. The scent of salt was not familiar to her, but, perhaps, she may get to know it more now that she had stayed here for a little while. Finarfin would ask her, what was the man of her dreams? She had not thought about it, but, perhaps she would let her heart tell her as she began to tell him an answer.

"Someone who is caring, generous, confident, and has a sense of humor. He must love pups for I plan on having some someday. I don't care if he calls himself weak or anything. It's the inside that matters to me," she would speak the truth. All of those thoughts applied to her, a smile creasing across her maw as she turned to look at him, blue eyes looking into silver-blue ones.