http://findmyownreason.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] findmyownreason.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight 2011-09-19 05:23 am (UTC)

(ooc. no problem at all. It's just one of those lazy, pointless, relax posts anyway. We can wrap it up just fine this way.)

His eyes narrow a little in concentration as she explains the game to him.

Finding flowers. Right. He can do that.

Luckily for him, wolf-Cloud isn't color blind. Or it would have made the game even more interesting. But he wants to see Aerith in full color and so his dream gives him eyes that can. His tail swishes hesitantly behind him and he gets to his feet.

He won't go far. That torn feeling is still in his chest. But he can find her flowers.

Purple's a strange color choice though and he wonders why she chose that one.

Doesn't matter. Aerith wants purple flowers. Tail starting to wag, head coming up a bit more, he'll make sure she gets her flowers. So with a duck of his head and a huff, he's suddenly off like a shot into the tall grass.

Cheating. Of course. Because he's going to find more flowers than her.

But he's also going to move in a circle around her, always keeping her in his senses as he carefully clips purple flowers with his teeth and carries them proudly back to lay them in her basket.

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