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The gathering only seems to keep growing and yet groups are already being formed. I scowl slightly, wanting to get in on some of the action but everyone seems to have friends already to talk to and no one's really reaching otu for anything new. Over time, I start to notice things though, like the pup running and jumping in puddles and the large male by the popular female who seems to be entranced as he watches her. It's not that proud parent kind of entranced either. It's something...more. I lean in a little as if that will give me all the answers, ears pricked forward at full attention. I've often wondered what it would be like to imprint. I remember my mother mentioning it a time or two but she said it had never happened to her. She often explained to me that what Cobryn and her shared was something more, something better because they chose each other. There was a choice in the matter and he chose her. I always thought it quite romantic and yet seeing the way the male looks at the young female; it's something magical to behold. I've wondered sometimes if I'll ever come across someone and just find that bond or whether I'm bound to be alone. Will I have to meet someone and make them more than a friend? It's not like I haven't been trying but Glorall isn't really a batch of very sociable creatures. What's a boy to do? When I hear cautious paws heading in my direction, I look up, only to spy a pretty black female with gold peppering on her nose. She smells of the woods, perhaps Taviora? I'm about to glance away so as not to be rude when suddenly I gasp. It's like all the air has been punched from my gut and my heart is suddenly hammering in my chest. My tail lifts and my ears prick and my eyes widen like a deer in the headlights. She stands before me, regal and majestic. I didn't notice in my first glance just how the sun glistens on her dark coat and how it catches the freckles on her nose, making them shine like gold dust. Her eyes shine brightly like new diamonds and she looks every bit a goddess. So this is what it feels like. She seems lost for words and I can only wonder what it must be like for her. Does she know what just happened or is she not affected? I've heard that sometimes females feel the same pull as the male and other times, the female feels only a little to nothing. Since it doesn't look like she's going to say anything, I take it upon myself as I take a small step forward, not wanting to rush in and touch her, even though I'm aching to. "Um...hi. I'm Tristan. So I know this is rather forward but I think you are beautiful and I know we just met but I feel this intense urge to talk to you, get close to you, do whatever it is you want or need me to do." Tristan.male.8 years old.son of |