The last chapter's emotion was fear! Thank you for reviewing. This one is probably obvious too.. Enjoy!
My pawsteps are quick and light, almost silent on the dry earth. I can just make out the sound of his footsteps, following me just as quickly. I almost smirk.
My mind is buzzing with anticipation, and I slow to match his pace. We walk together, following a worn out path that leads to the lake. I can't keep my eyes off him; they keep straying to his beautiful face, his perfectly shaped ears, his amazing eyes.
My eyes stop there, at his eyes. Without either of us realizing it, we have slowed to a stop, and are staring at each other. My gaze is intense, as intense as his. Through our connection we tell each other the millions of things that words cannot explain. I am speechless.
We have stopped at our destination, but neither of us can look away and glance to the side of us at the perfect picture of beauty. Wait, I'm lying. I'm already staring at that.
Memories spring forth from the back of my mind, running through my thoughts. I am remembering every second I've ever spent with him, every moment of perfection that I've ever experienced. I remember growing up in the nursery together, surrounded by the warm scent of milk, and then as apprentices, learning together, watching as you turned from a gangly, awkward apprentice into a muscular, confident warrior.
I'm sure you're remembering the same things, and my eyes soften with amusement as I remember our first fight. My fury had blocked out everything else; including common sense. I had attacked you, and we had fought with tooth and claw, although you were afraid to hurt me. I remember the guilt that had always lurked in the bottom of my stomach for awhile after that, the hatred that I felt towards myself, and the fear that you would hate me in the same way.
I was wrong, and I am so glad that I was. I come to the realization of what we are now, and my heart just about bursts with joy, happiness, love. I feel light, I want to skip about and tease you and play the carefree games that are long lost in our past.
I finally break out of my statue-like state, and lean forward to nuzzle your neck, my soft, seductive purr breaking out deep in my throat. You purr back, deeper, more rasping, and I step delicately closer to you, winding my thin frame around your muscular bulk. I end up sitting beside you, our pelt's are pressed together. I can feel your tail edging closer to mine, and I know you are desperate to intwine them, to be holding as much of me as you can. I press even closer to your warm body, our purrs almost deafening.
I feel so entirely whole that I do not believe that it should be allowed. Could a cat possibly deserve so much perfection? That word, I keep thinking it, because I know it's the only one that could possibly describe you. I gaze at you again with my lovestruck green eyes, and I try to memorize every single hair on your pelt, it seems. I can't bear to ever be separated from you now.
Then it hits me, and I feel as if my air flow is being blocked, I am struggling to breathe. You do not notice; I'm talented with keeping my emotions hidden. Your beauty, your perfection, you. Compared to me. My overwhelming happiness is being sucked away by something much worse, something darker than a night with no moon. I feel despair, and I want to wail out loud.
As good as I am at keeping my emotions a secret, you must be better at reading me. You tense, and your amber eyes are staring at me with concern. You don't need to speak; I already know what you're asking.
"I don't deserve you," I tell you, my voice is like the lightest whisper of wind over the moors. Your face changes; I see shock, confusion, and then suddenly, understanding. You stare at me and speak with so much truth that it is carved into the middle of my heart. I feel relief swell up, and my air returns, filling my lungs with such a sweetness I feel dizzy. The world spins, but it is okay, because I can still hear your sweet voice echoing in my mind.
"Never think that, you must never. I love you, Whitewing. You're perfect. We're perfect."
Maybe a tad bit sappy, but I like it. Please review, even if you're just saying that you like it, or you want me to update, or it's good. If you don't like it, review too.. just don't be excessively rude. Please. Next chapter will hopefully be up by Thursday! -Sky