you were the one

Nerian's sweet serenade was inimitable. Rather than disturbing the collective ambiance it seemed to soothe it instead. Hushing the artless caws of several chattering ravens, it melted into the surrounding with tones of heartfelt mirth. Of course in Chrysanthemum's opinion it was the best amongst them and she listened until its conclusion with such biased fondness.

Whimpering as she gathered herself from what had become a temporary trance, her feet pattered the ground without advancement as her tail twirled excitedly behind her. They would have their reunion. Tossing her head in exuberant abandon, she issued a broken rendition of, coming mom -or something of that nature.

As one might assume, she made short work of the distance between them, taking the well worn path that separated the herbalist's known home and garden. However, once there, the juvenile forced some self control upon herself -lest she accidentally ruin a single treasured petal. Watching her steps all the way to Nerian, she whined endlessly to the woman until they were together again. Forgetting her supposed manners then she bucked up on her hind legs and attempted to overwhelm her nurturer in a smothering of kisses forced upon her by the weight of awkward but well meaning attempt at an embrace.