Hideaway Strath Right before I close my eyes

Arlette realized that white fur and scars were quite common among the saints, but hopefully not a medic with red colored eyes. She watched him as he moved. He seemed to be looking for something. The female stayed seated when the male picked up the lavender. She hoped he wasn't in too much pain to need the calming flower. When he placed it by her paws she realized it was for her. She flushed and looked to her paws before battering her eyes up at him.

He looked so handsome, standing there before her. She got up with a happy grin. "Really?," she almost couldn't believe it and snuggled into his good side. "I hoped so," she admitted and smiled. Feeling giddy. If only she knew months ago that she would end up being so happy!!