Blacktail Deer Plateau Under the moons waning gaze

His stare was evidently intense enough to make her look away and he could sense a twinge of embarrassment on her, so he let his eyes drift away, watching the fireflies that danced and glimmered above the dewy grass some yards away. She asked him again what he'd wanted to say, and he finally decided to just say it. In light of recent events, he was learning that life was fleeting and could be taken away in an instant. If he himself were to die tomorrow, he didn't want to leave this world without those he cared for knowing how he felt. "I'm falling for you, Blue," he said softly, his eyes continuing to watch the fireflies weave their patterns in the summery air. Ordinarily, he would have been scared half to death admitting this to her. His heart would've been hammering in his chest, his blood racing to the point of feeling wobbly and drunk, his paws shaking, his nerves on fire. But oddly, he felt perfectly calm right now. In the wake of the emotional trauma he'd been through this past week, telling her this felt like the most natural thing in the world.