When his presence was far enough, Sol stalked closer to her. Un noticing him, he laid on his stomach and continued to watch as she played about. How can such a little girl, be my mate? He asked himself confused. The goddess must be losing her mind.
She tripped over a sticking root and fell on her rumps as she let out a yelp. Sol quickly stood and was about to go over when she ended up laughing. His heart fluttered from the melody that sounded from her. She placed her hands on her hips and playfully glared at the butterflies, "That's right. Laugh it up, butterflies! I'm a big girl who doesn't cry. Hits a nerve doesn't it?!" She threw her head back and laughed again as she picked herself up.
Sol was in awe with this little girl. His little sassy mate.
She dusted herself off and spoke in a loving tone, "Nana always said big girls don't cry and angry girls don't go beating people up. Did you know?" She gasped as she continued to talk to the butterflies as her eyes twinkled, "Nana said I was going to meet someone special today!"
Sol growled in quick anger.
"Nana said it was Tommy," she whispered as she shyly looked in a daze making Sol even angrier. So without thought, he showed himself before her.
Mine, they both growled.