Phantom Hollow Colours of Freedom

A wash of relief and happiness washed over him at her agreement. His fear of rejection had vanished and instead replaced with a warm, fuzzy feeling. It was strange, but a good kind. One feeling he never wanted to let go of.

He rested his head on her neck, kissing her ear gently. "That's wonderful," he replied with a smile. The yearling didn't feel the need to leave her side, so he stayed next to her, sharing his warmth.

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