This was the day. The day he was going to find the bravery, find the words... find the... right way... to ask .... her.Words had been exchanged. Mild flirtations. Admiring gazes, wistful sighs. Now was the moment, the wind shivering over his flank. He was going to find Flickers Like Heartbeats, and ask her to be his mate.
Standing at the waters edge, he peered around a great tree to see her standing there. His heart racing, he stepped towards her and with a heartbreakingly shy grin he stuttered...
"F...f... Flickers? I w... wanted to ask you ... s... something....
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