stardust | kiira

[torren]

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[color=#6679bf]A mi[color=#5265a9]llion d[color=#445890]reams are keepi[color=#3b497c]ng me awake —
Softly, the wildcat's breath escaped his maw.  Eyes warm as they caught their friend's gaze, falling prey to the colors of her eyes again.  He could sit and count the shades of the seasons for days.  Again, a thought that belonged in the mind of someone more than a friend.  The youth straightened his shoulders and sought for the correct words, glancing at the pendant necklace in his paws.

"In the winter, it is custom to give gifts to your loved ones," he began quietly, feeling his face flush beneath his fur.  Too formal, Torren.  "Since you love the stars, I thought of my necklace." His eyes grew warm again, tracing the pattern of the pendant.  "My family made it for me before I left.  It's a reminder that you can always find guidance from the stars, no matter where you are."

"And I want you to have it." For a million and one reasons, he thought.  For the way her eyes glowed under starlight, and the way her soft voice grew excited and passionate about the sky.  For the nights they spent awake together, and the ones they did not.

More shyly, he asked, "may I?" Given acceptance, Torren would lift the necklace carefully with his teeth and gently slide it over her head, to let the pendant fall onto her chest.
[align=right]Alexithymia. (n.)