Bearclaw Valley Pining

Laid upon her side, Milan stared at the empty space in front of her with an expression the could only be described as longing. She dearly missed @Frederick, yet she knew well that they both had their own responsibilities to attend to.

It felt like her own dramatic, forbidden romance, but it was not nearly as fun as the movies. She wished to see him in the moment, to run towards the creek howling and calling for the man, but such actions would be selfish.

Releasing her breath in a gentle sign, she placed her head upon the ground. What was she to do?