08-26-2019, 12:23 PM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The white rabbit enjoys her soft touches, finding himself wondering about the difference between friendship, affection and love - but then when she retreats to speak he disregards his thoughts and feelings, to simply mesmerise at her face, then remember her question and giving her an almost guilty look. ”You probably wouldn’t believe me if I told you why, but I was hiding.”
He tilts his head at her, still wondering, then finally asking. ”You seem different. Is that because you’re out of the water?” he asks her. She seems… softer? Still, or even perhaps more, attractive that way for sure. But a different kind of attraction than the magical one from before.
Not that he minds, though.
He tilts his head at her, still wondering, then finally asking. ”You seem different. Is that because you’re out of the water?” he asks her. She seems… softer? Still, or even perhaps more, attractive that way for sure. But a different kind of attraction than the magical one from before.
Not that he minds, though.
@[Eva]