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She'd called Goldenphantom out to meet her at the edge of the apple orchard, the trees just beginning to show the budding of leaves once more. On her adventures, she'd managed to find a bouquet of assorted flowers that she'd stolen, and subsequently clipped the flowers off off, spreading them around the area. A small pile of them was set up to the side along some tree roots, subtly concealing the small box she'd stashed away there. Fia wasn't the nervous sort, never had been. Yet she couldn't help but feel her heart racing at the prospect of what was to come, and she wore a secretive smile across her features as she waited.
Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 29, 2020 19:26:42 GMT -5
The two had spent so much time together, Goldenphantom was a little surprised Fia even felt the need to ask her to meet somewhere. Sure, the pair of Immortal Council members worked together, but it was clear to everyone there was something more. Even now, as she ran through the fields, Golden couldn't help the trembling in her paws. She went a little overboard with story time with the kits and only realized the time right before the climax. They always gave her these big eyes, she had no choice but to finish it. As much as her mind scrambled, thinking about what this was all about, she had just about given up. Nothing sounded right. As she neared the edge of the orchard, the sweet smellings of flowers hit her. Though even with them all around, the first thing she did was run up to Fia and press her nose against her's. "Heh heh. What's all this, dear?" She asked, gaze flitting over all of the flowers.
