Horizon Ridge I've Co[M]e to talk with you again

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He turned toward her and under the glow of his sapphire eyes, she felt her heart willingly become caged, like a docile dove gentled by a kind hand. She would forsake the freedom of choosing one she would never see or think of again, and surrender to the need to have someone she might think of fondly. Heartbreak be damned; she would give her heart to the man who deserved her body as well. 

The soft russet tones of his pelt highlighted now in the sun, she saw even more of him that she wished to have passed on. She so loved the deep mahogany tones that she herself had not inherited- but longed to pass on regardless. He greeted her in such a way that drew her closer, and she stepped into his shadow, stealing the darkness he cast. 

"Freshwater man," She lilted into his fur, when he let her near. She cooed into the crook of his neck; her heart might have become caged, but the bird begged for him to help her sing.