Wheeling Gull Isle courtly
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he realized that this was the path, that he would like to explore these things, if she was so interested in such.

they had hardly spoken! yet much time had been spent together and he found he would like that to carry on in a manner that was...serious, perhaps. for she was beautiful and whimsical, wonderful. these things he could not deny.

and if it did not work, then may they know before spring arrived.

so that he may not tie her down if she wished to fly.

and so he sought out @Kacia with a bundle of flowers held together with a rabbit skin. there would be no denying the near energetic air that he carried while he searched for her.
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she floated through the breeze like a dream on endless moonlit waves of subconsciousness. drifting, weightless, in a realm entirely of her own. undisturbed, numb to the surroundings she passed by, her attention lost to the misty fog of her eternal thoughts.

and then the breeze shifted direction, and the sylph found herself diverging from her original path. 

she let the wind guide her, the soft patter of footsteps creating a rhythmic beat that matched the gentle thrum of her heart.

and then he appeared, a flame in the thick cloak of smog. a light, a warmth, a comfort. she sought to greet him with an affectionate smile, soft blue briming with delight and wonder.
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he allowed himself to think her beautiful, in that moment.

wonderful blue eyes and soft smiled. it was a moment of peace before anxiety softly crept into his mind. wondering if this was truly right. wondering if she even cared for it in such a way, or if she had similar thoughts.

he knew if she said no, that would be that.

so he built his wavering courage up at once. to say it outright so that they both may know. the bundle he carried would be set down.

i would like to ask your permission to court you.

the rabbit skin coming apart without his teeth to hold the bundle together. purple flowers preserved by his devotion to them, but hidden in the middle of them was a pearl. a moon brought down to earth in its looks.
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there'd been a flame of affection, no greater than that of a candlelight. she'd thought with a simple gust of wind that it'd be extinguished, destroyed. but it had remained, steadfast, burning with a warm fondness.

and at his words the flame grew.

the gust of wind had not smothered the flame at all, it had ignited it into a fire.

warmth crept upon her cheeks, a blush burning and buried beneath fur.

"i have never been courted before," she began, soft blue not shying away from the molten of his gaze even as he rest the bundle before his feet.

"but i would very much like to experience that with you." for a moment she thought her heart might beat out of her chest. excitement, affection, fear, desire, anxiety, restlessness. they fluttered around in her core like newly hatched butterflies.

her feet shuffled, and she wait for his next words, if any more were to come. 
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his face was hot, searing.

yet he felt no shame, no sense of wrongness. some part of him wondered if he should. if this was unbecoming of a man meant to protect and lead the isle.

but he could protect her too, in different ways.

there is no rush on the courting — and you may...decide otherwise, at any time. important things to declare he felt. although he found himself with little worry that she might feel stuck with him, or with sweethabror.

he gestured softly to the bundle once more.

there is a...finer gift in there, protected by the flowers, for you.

what a joyous day it would be.