King of the Swamp

Crescendo was nervous, an emotion that did not come easily to the brute. Never less, he lifted his huge scarred muzzle and called for  @Meldresi. He had a question, a favor to ask of her. He could not put it off any longer, for every moment he did someone else could be hitting on the one he loved. Loved. He had just acknowledged that, and was afraid-yes, afraid- that Kadence did not feel the same way.

She was his weakness, the little shadow was, the thing he would gladly give his life to protect. A thousand different emotions swirled through him as he waited, a million different 'What if's' that haunted him.