She was different.

Where most girls were obsessed with their appearance, she was...

Thoughtful and strong.

She didn't care when he came and kissed after she had gotten all dirty.

She was just happy to have him.

He found himself staring at her always.

The way the brown hair would fall into her eyes when she was bending.

The way her small body moved so sharply when she focused.

The way her ears twitched when she heard something in the distance.

He thought to himself that she was perfect.

She noticed him staring and practically drooling.

She tumbled over herself with laughter, snorting and tripping and grinning like a madman.

Well, she wasn't perfect.

But he loved her just the same.

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