Hushed Willows Here's where you're wrong: she was already perfect.

Your call! I'm good with fading or another, surprise me ;)

He met her eyes, a little grin on his face as he followed behind her. He let her lead, only directing her towards the patch of flowers where he'd plucked the one for her from earlier. He just wanted to show her, let her see it - show her something beautiful coming back to her lands. Hers - Warbone may have had intentions, maybe he had ideals that he would follow her through the Willows, but it was the dark male instead. It was easy to forget that though. To forget everything else, but how she looked, how the trees were starting to bloom - how life was coming back. For right then, he could just see that and her.