For  Summercat 's contest.

I wanted to go for something a little bit different. I didn't want to go for new love and romance because some of us are getting to an age where our relationships have aged. Mine is four years strong now.

Love is something different to me now, it is no longer running through the park at midnight and swinging on the swings. Though that is still a blast. Its not that ache the newly found have when they are away from each other, though we all still feel it. Its comfort now. Love is the person who holds you when your entire world collapses. Who sees you at your worst, the very bones of you and still takes you in their arms and tells you everything will be okay. Love is the person who takes the broken pieces of your heart and mends them back into something beautiful.



Ive been having a very hard year so far and Dis has had to deal with me being a slobbery pile of tears several times. I even wronged him terribly at one point. Yet he loves me, protects me. We are not the same people we were when we first met, and thats okay. We've grown up together.

Ardor the fluffy little winged fennec.
Disdoxian the almost wolf.