love should be as flowers of the weedy sort
The air that this massive animal breathes is strong enough to blow back Kamaria's blond tangles of hair, and she squeezes her eyes shut while it lasts. When they reopen, she grins up at him, absolutely charmed. Her free hand touches the soft spot of his muzzle in return before he's taking the apple she offered. Juice sprays everywhere from the spot where he's chomped it in half. She giggles, ducking her head to avoid it and yet she still can't seem to take her eyes off of him.
The woman that materializes suddenly beside them captures Kamaria's attentions this time, and she returns the warm smile as she reaches up to try and pet Atlas. "Well Atlas is very handsome-" she starts to say, when suddenly he's pressing his sticky nose to her cheek. She giggles quietly at this, unable to help it. She proceeds to tell him happily, "I'm glad you like it."
Her face tilts so she can better regard the woman, who is fairly small and elegant with hair just as blonde as her own. She absently reaches out to try and touch a lock of it, wondering if it's as soft as it looks. "My name's Kamaria," she whispers back, leaning in close as if this is a secret too, "I like your hair."
The woman that materializes suddenly beside them captures Kamaria's attentions this time, and she returns the warm smile as she reaches up to try and pet Atlas. "Well Atlas is very handsome-" she starts to say, when suddenly he's pressing his sticky nose to her cheek. She giggles quietly at this, unable to help it. She proceeds to tell him happily, "I'm glad you like it."
Her face tilts so she can better regard the woman, who is fairly small and elegant with hair just as blonde as her own. She absently reaches out to try and touch a lock of it, wondering if it's as soft as it looks. "My name's Kamaria," she whispers back, leaning in close as if this is a secret too, "I like your hair."
they break through cement and persist
Kamaria
