Y'allo everyone… if anyone remembers the amazing Ami-
Pixie: don't give yourself too much credit
Ami: sure, sure… burst my bubble why don't cha? Anyways… I'll be updating this fic from now on (I hope…) but I'm also gonna be rewriting the first chapters… starting with this one! My style and ideas have changed so much, that I havta. ;; cough this message with be replayed on the fourthchapter too…
Prologue – My Lovely
She giggled at Galux, stretched out in the sun bathed meadow, before looking over the river. She sighed before falling down on her back, and listened as to the steps of the massive mountain lion as she padded her way over to her.
"Galux," she curled onto her side as the lion lay down beside her. "Why hasn't the desert come back? It's been an entire year since he said he loved me… so why doesn't he visit me anymore?"
"I don't know, Mistress," Galux purred, licking her master's face. But you two are together…that is all that matters."
"What of you and Dragoon?" the pink-haired kitten smiled as she pushed herself up and looked at the mountain lion. "Tell me a story Galux, because it has been so long since the last time you did..."
The great lion sighed as she was enveloped in light, and slowly the figure of a beautiful woman appeared before the Kitten, her long hair woven into a braid. Her cherry eyes spoke of sorry, and looked out towards the horizon Mariah had gazed at moments before.
"I have not been allowed to see him," she whispered.
"What?" the kitten was furious, leaning forwards to make her dear friend look at her. "Why not? Me and Tyson have been together for a year now!"
"You two are free to choose each other," Galux smiled, and Mariah felt the familiar pull as she began to wake up. "But I am bound the Fate's – and their law – just as he is; we have been told not to see one another."
"…But Galux…" she murmured as she woke up. Mariah sighed as she settled into her sheets, trying to remember the small details of her existence.
"Mariah…" her reminder kissed her cheeks, drawing her full attention to the present, instead of her dreams. "Wake up."
"Go 'way," she giggled, pulling the sheets over her head.
"Just remember that you brought this upon yourself," she could hear his wicked grin as he picked her up, sheets and all, and carried her out of her room.
"Tyson!" she shrieked, hanging onto his neck. He only laughed.
'…if only Dragoon and Galux could be as happy as us…'