10-31-2011, 12:18 AM
Hey there, here again! XD
The girl had a huge smile on her face, thinking about Gunnar. He was very handsome in her eyes, with no flaws about him. He was this beautiful, graceful, strong, brave young man who Fia had fallen deeply for. The young woman had never felt this way about another male before....and this...this was something that the girl felt was real. His past life sounded harsh, hurt, and personal, but the girl was determined to help him keep it in the past and help him through it. The black-marked girl felt honored that he would trust her with such personal things, and she wondered if he too felt the way she did. Whenever the she-wolf saw him, she felt as if butterflies where in her stomach, and her eyes would always light up.
Today she was on a relaxing stroll when she heard the seemingly familiar howl. Though it was strained and cracked. The smile suddenly vanished, with it replaced concern. The petite female began to run into a small jog, her tail waving like a flag behind her. Catching his scent, she smiled but still worry filled her. The girl quickened her pace even more before her father's large form loomed into view. Slowing her pace, she walked up behind her father and stood next to him. The white-furred fae's eyes lit up hugely when she saw his face, a gentle smile on her maw. Her tail waved excitedly behind her. Was he going to join the pack? The girl hoped so, for her father would most likely not approve of her liking a loner so much. The girl kept silent, only mouthing a small 'Hey!' to Gunnar and showing her excitement to him.
Fia brushed slightly against her father in a small and silent 'Hello' , blue eyes looking up to the large male then back to Gunnar's warm, amazing eyes. She hoped so much that her father would accept him. If he didn't.....Fia would be so angry at him. The young fae's winter pelt was beginning to come in, making her look fluffier and bigger than her actual size. Orange and yellow leaves lay scattered all around on the ground, the bare trees and branches creaking above them as the last of the leaves clung to them. Fia remembered her speacial beautiful leaf she had gotten in Crimson Dreams and smiled to herself. She'd show it to Gunnar when she got a chance. Gunnar would be the only one to see it, besides Soratte and Jazper.
The girl had a huge smile on her face, thinking about Gunnar. He was very handsome in her eyes, with no flaws about him. He was this beautiful, graceful, strong, brave young man who Fia had fallen deeply for. The young woman had never felt this way about another male before....and this...this was something that the girl felt was real. His past life sounded harsh, hurt, and personal, but the girl was determined to help him keep it in the past and help him through it. The black-marked girl felt honored that he would trust her with such personal things, and she wondered if he too felt the way she did. Whenever the she-wolf saw him, she felt as if butterflies where in her stomach, and her eyes would always light up.
Today she was on a relaxing stroll when she heard the seemingly familiar howl. Though it was strained and cracked. The smile suddenly vanished, with it replaced concern. The petite female began to run into a small jog, her tail waving like a flag behind her. Catching his scent, she smiled but still worry filled her. The girl quickened her pace even more before her father's large form loomed into view. Slowing her pace, she walked up behind her father and stood next to him. The white-furred fae's eyes lit up hugely when she saw his face, a gentle smile on her maw. Her tail waved excitedly behind her. Was he going to join the pack? The girl hoped so, for her father would most likely not approve of her liking a loner so much. The girl kept silent, only mouthing a small 'Hey!' to Gunnar and showing her excitement to him.
Fia brushed slightly against her father in a small and silent 'Hello' , blue eyes looking up to the large male then back to Gunnar's warm, amazing eyes. She hoped so much that her father would accept him. If he didn't.....Fia would be so angry at him. The young fae's winter pelt was beginning to come in, making her look fluffier and bigger than her actual size. Orange and yellow leaves lay scattered all around on the ground, the bare trees and branches creaking above them as the last of the leaves clung to them. Fia remembered her speacial beautiful leaf she had gotten in Crimson Dreams and smiled to herself. She'd show it to Gunnar when she got a chance. Gunnar would be the only one to see it, besides Soratte and Jazper.