Kintla Flatlands i won't cry; no, i won't shed a tear

He catches Evergreen's glance, eyes flitting to meet the mismatched green of his mate's with a gentle smile on his lips. This is perfect, He says, surprising himself a little with the words; he hadn't meant to say it aloud, but his thoughts have a habit of slipping out unbidden when he's with his mate. I love days like this. The ones where he gets the Count all to himself, and they can lose themselves in whatever adventures they find. Part of him worries they won't get days like this anymore once their children are born — but he's certain experiencing fatherhood with Evergreen will be just as amazing.