Moonspear and i'm tired of keepin' lies

her voice caught him off gaurd-- he wasn't expecting it to come from above. his crown tipped back, finding her pretty head resting on those pretty paws. he smiled, ears cupped forward. "you," he replied through the hare, trying to ignore the fact that his heart was getting caught in his throat. stay down, he thought to it, and then glanced forward again, finding a few boulders he could use to climb up to her. and then he did.

he strode forward, placing the pale hare before her. she looked like she was part of a painting, paws crossed, leaning on a cliff overlooking the horizon. he suddenly felt less confident-- but he could do this. he had to do this. but zues he prayed this didn't backfire. "i was looking for you," he added, lowering himself to sit.