Four updates in one day. Not bad, eh?
Freed
She lays on the ground, alone and unusually serene, staring up at the clouds. The afternoon air is sweeping her away.
And then he arrives.
But instead of yanking this newfound peace from her grasp, he too lays down, silent as ever. He stares at the clouds with her, the exact same unspoken questions seemingly forever trapped on his lips.
She moves slightly. Her wing accidentally brushes his. She feels him look toward her, and nervously returns the gaze.
She breaks.
The answers to the trapped questions on both of their lips are freed as she ever-so-gently closes the distance.
This one's dedicated to rootlessdream. I promised myself I would never write fluff, but we made this bet...
It's not too fluffy, anyway. You're awesome, rootless. :)
Hey, why do these all have Fang in them? Hee hee, oops. I'll stop that.
-Skye