Broken Boulder may i first just say i'm sorry

i refuse 2 stop

A smile broke his features as he made sure to keep up with the gold-kissed male. It was easy to follow him wherever as Ulf had thrusted his trust onto the male the day he had arrived. Although his nose twitched to take in all the new scents and his eyes glanced about as the good one tried to see all there was to be seen.

It was the sweet (and occasional bitter) scent of wildflowers that caused his icy eyes to look ahead again. His lips parted softly and eyes watched with wonder as a few winged creatures fluttered around and away. He took a small step forward, curious if more might appear. "Alarian, look." He motioned towards the butterflies making their escape into the night.

How odd and beautiful.