Word Count → 000 :: sorry for how naive she is
Lovesick? Terra didn't understand him. She had never been in love, had never experienced a first crush. The closest she'd gotten to those romantic feelings was the time spent with Drakien, her heart pounding as she danced to his music. To love another was something completely new to her. Sure, she liked Aylu, and she definitely cared for him. The attachments associated with love weren't there yet though, and it was unlikely that she would recognize it even when there was. The apology was met with a smile and a shake of her head. She didn't blame him. Her actions had been foolish, and Liam had probably been right to stop the stubborn coyote from following him.
For her to be the reason why he didn't come hurt Terra. Had she done something wrong to make him want to stay away? She didn't understand why he would feel so bad about her that he would want to avoid her. Terra's tail dropped completely then. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. Her green eyes looked dull, not caring for the fact that the wolf she had such a strong bond with had disliked her enough to wish to avoid her. Maybe she should just let him leave, that way he could feel better and not worry. His next words completely conflicted with what he'd said before though.
If he wanted to care for her, make sure she was doing well, then why did he want to avoid her? Terra nodded her head at his question. Being cared for by him made her feel special. It was like she was the only one around, like she was beautiful, instead of simply having a pretty coat. Terra moved closer to Aylu as he tangled his fingers into her fur. Terra wished she could shift, see him on equal grounds. It wasn't right, having him in optime while she was in lupine. They felt unequal somehow. Living in separate worlds, hers connected to the wilderness around him, his connected to the mercy and healing she had felt from him, the kind she wanted to understand and learn from him. The whine lifted from him, and Terra looked up into his eyes, licking his hand. Come with me.
She wasn't strong in any of her forms, but perhaps she could still show him something. Hidden trails branched off, formed by her travels. Silently she slipped through, glancing behind for Aylu to follow. There were places she discovered, ones hard to get to and often missed in optime form, places of beauty, harsh beyond measure. Traveling along this path Terra paced along, turning through the brambles, the roots above getting thicker, turning to stone, before she pulled out behind a frozen waterfall. Life glittered just beyond, a fox hunting a rabbit, birds singing about the spring that began to swallow around him. Nervously she sat down. Would he like it? Would he understand that she showed this to him, because she wanted him in her world, even if it lacked forgiveness?
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