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Originally Posted by Wyldfire
Daisyshade watched him with watery eyes. She saw his chest sink and her's mimicked his. He didn't have to say anything to let her know what that meant. He didn't know what that feeling was. Either she didn't explain it well enough or... He didn't love her back. She hung her head to the side shamefully. This was something he clearly didn't find in her. She choked back a sob and clamped her jaws down on each other quickly. Her chest made a hiccup motion but no noise came out. She quickly jerked her head away.
She had only ever felt this same pain once. This was when he ran away from her. Daisy looked back up and stares directly at tumblestep. "Try... Somthing?" she questioned calmly. Looking at him with concerned eyes. She curled her tail around her partly dried lower half and studied him for a moment. Allowing they tears to go away, she blinked a few times and nodded slowly.
She drew her tongue over her paw and than over her ear before allowing a deep sigh.
[sorry this is short. I'm feeling lazy ] |
[ dont worry about it! all of us get lazy sometimes =P ]
Tumblestep had completely dismissed his damp pelt, forgetting all about it the moment Daisyshade caught his eye. No doubt he'd have a cold the following day, but an illness is nothing compared to his relationship with the feline before him. He felt torn. He wanted to love Daisyshade, but he simply could not understand what love was. Did he already love her? Or was what he was currently feeling just a feeling, and not love? Did he look at her like a friend? Did he even crush on her? Tumblestep didn't know what to feel, but he wanted to give himself and Daisyshade a chance...
Which is why he rushed forward to press his nose to Daisyshade's. His eyes had closed before he leaned forward, and he had inhaled deeply. He currently held his breath, fearful of what would occur next. Would Daisyshade pull away like he had done the first time? Would she embrace him? Would she give him a taste of his own medicine? Logically, he didn't expect Daisyshade to hurt him, she was much too kind for that. But his heart told him to prepare for the worst.
As their noses bumped, Tumblestep felt sparks. And now, he knew. Daisyshade gave him purpose. Before she had been introduced into his life, he had been miserable and impatiently awaiting death. He hadn't had anything to live for, a majority of his family deceased and the living unknowledgeable of his existence. He was confident around Daisyshade, and his stutters ceased. She made him feel bigger than he truly is. And he loved her.