Mati had been a bit surprised when Cambria had told her about meeting her deep within the pack's territory. Of course her curiosity want wild, wondering what it was that she was planning. Part of the bronze woman's mind was concocting outrageous situations, simply because her imagination had such a free range that anything and everything was thought of. But her instructions had been simple, though the artist had felt that the evening would never come. The noon sun had hung tall in the sky for what she felt had been days, and each time her mind wandered to the task at hand she woke from the daze quickly to check the hour. It dragged, and her anticipation heightened. When the sky had turned a dim evening blue Mati set off away from the Manor, leaving Alder who had placed himself under her care for the day.
She walked through the garden her mother kept, picking some of the wild flowers that had flourished despite the weeds. The wolfess thought about bringing the bag that Anann had made her, but instead carried nothing but the mismatched bouquet. Violet eyes looked through the late day's light, moving quickly for she couldn't help it. The Church fey didn't exactly know why her beloved felt the need to surprise her like this, Mati felt the butterflies gathering in her stomach, for everything that Mati did was truly something she wanted for the other woman. And of course she appreciated Cambria in every way, from the very simple to the most complex and thoughtful. Such as this.
The scent lingered through the trees, the sun lowering and Mati did not have to second guess the direction she needed to go in. of course she had followed the scent of Cambria, the path distinct as if she had made the trip more then once. Her fingers held the flower's stems, purple eyes searching around each bend until the finally saw the flickering of light that dotted the landscape. Her heart melted, lips turning upwards in a smile, eyes looking at the fey as she stood in silence. Mati said nothing, walking up to her with eyes dazzling at the thought and care that had gone into the romantic display that had been laid out. But her sight didn't weaver to all that surrounded them, though she could not help but smell the food that she was cooking, violet eyes took in the face of Cambi first. Holding the flowers in front of her Mati leaned down to steal a kiss before speaking her praises.
This is beautiful. Her voice was soft, warm and filled with awe.
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