09-10-2009, 07:32 PM
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The flirting words barely reached him as he sat up. Did she think he was handsome? Apparently her dream self did. She had looked so good in his dream he wished he could just fall back asleep, back to his fairy tale world. He silently wondered how long he had been asleep, naive to the world. He remembered coming back to his room to relax in the early afternoon but just he blackness and the dream stuck in his memory after that point. Sighing he rubbed his eyes, sleep clinging to the corner of his golden eyes from the afternoon nap. Maybe he was getting old. After all only pups and old folks slept the day away. However, that simply could not be the considering Ghita had called him handsome. She was a beautiful wolfess to say the least and she wouldn't call have complimented him if she didn't mean it, right?
Sighing he blinked only to stare dumbfounded at the sight before him. Was he still dreaming? Her voice rang in his ears, just as sweet as it had before. He must still be asleep. Ghita would never show up in his room like this. Yet, here she was as real as ever. "Ghita?"He questioned. Looking closer he relaxed, now he knew he was dreaming. This timber wolf was larger then the Marino girl, shifted into the halfling form he often spent time hunting in. His Ghita didn't know how to shift, they hadn't managed to shift the other day. Blinking a few time he simply smiled. Yes, this was still a dream, or a very cleaver imposture. He reached his hand out to her and lightly touched her mane only to feel shock run through his body. He never was able to feel like this in a dream, or in such detail. Quickly pulling away he looked at her his mouth opening and closing, a few mumbled and strange sounds leaving his muzzle. "Ghita, it's really you." He whispered.
The flirting words barely reached him as he sat up. Did she think he was handsome? Apparently her dream self did. She had looked so good in his dream he wished he could just fall back asleep, back to his fairy tale world. He silently wondered how long he had been asleep, naive to the world. He remembered coming back to his room to relax in the early afternoon but just he blackness and the dream stuck in his memory after that point. Sighing he rubbed his eyes, sleep clinging to the corner of his golden eyes from the afternoon nap. Maybe he was getting old. After all only pups and old folks slept the day away. However, that simply could not be the considering Ghita had called him handsome. She was a beautiful wolfess to say the least and she wouldn't call have complimented him if she didn't mean it, right?
Sighing he blinked only to stare dumbfounded at the sight before him. Was he still dreaming? Her voice rang in his ears, just as sweet as it had before. He must still be asleep. Ghita would never show up in his room like this. Yet, here she was as real as ever. "Ghita?"He questioned. Looking closer he relaxed, now he knew he was dreaming. This timber wolf was larger then the Marino girl, shifted into the halfling form he often spent time hunting in. His Ghita didn't know how to shift, they hadn't managed to shift the other day. Blinking a few time he simply smiled. Yes, this was still a dream, or a very cleaver imposture. He reached his hand out to her and lightly touched her mane only to feel shock run through his body. He never was able to feel like this in a dream, or in such detail. Quickly pulling away he looked at her his mouth opening and closing, a few mumbled and strange sounds leaving his muzzle. "Ghita, it's really you." He whispered.