11-20-2018, 06:39 AM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 420px; line-height:120%; font-family: arial; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; margin-bottom:5px"]Best might it have been for another to approach first rather then the child, slight thing as they were with their head contained in the clouds of youth, oblivious to the plight of the man that held some place within the misguided heart. Or possibly it was for the rest the press of tiny cinnamon dusted paws drew them closer, drawn forth by the sounds, difficult to miss as it echoing within the cavernous spaces the previously extinct creature inhabited.
“Owen?” Quiet voice rose in a whisper, worry touching within the dark expanse of earthen toned eyes. They knew not his worries on the matter of love, had never been subjected to such for all too young were they for such things as crushes, the affection building within more innocent then that. Such is what touched them then, murmur of it touching their veins as it worked through them, no thought given before they were moving closer. It mattered not the spines risen towards the space of the entrance, the stature of their body was slight enough a small spacing permitted them entry, the patter of tiny paws raising, drowned beneath the sounds produced by the grief stricken man.
Leaning forward, moving to press tiny nose against the larger touched within white scales. Tiny tongue flicked forth, sought to press a brief lick, before small paws were reaching up to press against his snout and permit CC to look him the eye as best they could. Precarious was their balance, like to be tipped if the other moved only a slight bit, but they trusted he would not do such. “Why Owen sad, no like see sad. CC fight what made Owen sad.”
“Owen?” Quiet voice rose in a whisper, worry touching within the dark expanse of earthen toned eyes. They knew not his worries on the matter of love, had never been subjected to such for all too young were they for such things as crushes, the affection building within more innocent then that. Such is what touched them then, murmur of it touching their veins as it worked through them, no thought given before they were moving closer. It mattered not the spines risen towards the space of the entrance, the stature of their body was slight enough a small spacing permitted them entry, the patter of tiny paws raising, drowned beneath the sounds produced by the grief stricken man.
Leaning forward, moving to press tiny nose against the larger touched within white scales. Tiny tongue flicked forth, sought to press a brief lick, before small paws were reaching up to press against his snout and permit CC to look him the eye as best they could. Precarious was their balance, like to be tipped if the other moved only a slight bit, but they trusted he would not do such. “Why Owen sad, no like see sad. CC fight what made Owen sad.”