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It Doesn't Matter
Diaval stood on a branch in his raven form, watching Maleficent sleep in the grass below the tree. Sometimes he would ask her to change him back to his raven form because he enjoyed being in his true form, but he also enjoyed being in his human form as well. Diaval believed that his human form was his favorite because he could actually show Maleficent how much he loved her.
Swooping down from the branch, he landed on the lush grass next to her, peering at her beautiful features. Her facial features were soft in her sleep. She appeared to be in complete peace. Diaval had the intense urge to sleep with her. Sure, he could sleep with her right now by cuddling close to her in his raven form, but he wanted to be in his human form so he could hold her in his arms as they slept underneath the tree.
Diaval knew that wasn't going to happen any time soon because he definitely did not plan on waking Maleficent up. He thought it would be wrong to just break her from her sleep while shattering whatever pleasant dreams that were going through her mind. The raven could tell that she was experiencing blithesome dreams because of the way she smiled faintly in her sleep.
Moving closer to the faerie he loved, the raven got comfortable next to her belly. He tucked his clawed feet underneath him and shut his eyes, deciding that it really didn't matter what form he was in. Diaval would always love her and he knew that she would always love him.
So, snuggling closer to his lover, the raven allowed sleep to capture him in its embrace and carry him off to the sweet dreams that awaited him; sweet dreams that consisted of one woman.
Maleficent.
