Bearclaw Valley There's nothin' sweeter than my baby

she went from one flower to the next, admiring each for it's determination to grow through such trialing times. as cole worked his way to the willow's trunk, nephele toed near the pool's edge, glancing down to the glimmering water to see her own reflection.

she looked different than how she remembered herself.

his words tore her from the wooden basin, her steps mindful of the flora as she worked her way over to him. "i can see why it's your favorite spot," she praised, the corner of her lips teasing oh so gently upwards.

"thank you," she started as she settled beside him, "for trusting me with it." there were hints that this little slice of heaven had been only of cole's knowlege until now. he hadn't had to share it with her yet he did, and she appreciated him for it.