Gather round children
I'm going to tell you the sappiest love story ever

'Run. Run you fool, you need to tell her NOW.'
        Smiling much like an idiot, the massive hybrid dashed his way to the tiny, starched tent he called home. His unusually large and awkward claws nearly tripped him and his big, HUGE wings flopped around on the desert floor.
        But he didn't care if he looked strange. No one was around, and he was going to ask her. He raced on, daring his bulky legs to keep going.
        Sweat droplets poured down his head from the desert heat and the beating sun. His legs began to wobble and he feared he wouldn't be home in time.
        Nevertheless, his determination brought him home.

        He began shouting her name, over and over and over, until it became a tiring chant. A single word he'd never get tired of saying.
       A slim figure emerged out of the flaps of the tent, hearing the desperate calls of her beloved.
        There she is. . . If this was a dream, he'd be terrified to wake up and lose her. But this was real, SHE was real. Standing right in front of him.
        To test his own sanity, he quickly grasped her talons, her small dainty talons, into his own. He held them there, giving them a small squeeze.

        After all the years of knowing her, he had learned to recognized her.
        The way her frills danced in the slow desert wind, or the way her golden loops made a small, delightful tune when they touched. She was sweet, charming, almost a saint.         

       Maybe it was the way she looked at him was the thing that made her such a blessing.
        Her amused, warm grin that could melt the whole Ice Kingdom. Yellow dotted speckles across her cheeks, much like the stars covering a midnight sky.
       Tender blue eyes that looked so much like the ocean. He wished he could dive right into them and share his sorrows to the sea.

       He shook his head. Focus. Focus on the task on hand.
       Still holding her dear talons in his heated palms, he cautiously bent his knee down to the grainy sand. The strange, unnatural placement through him off balance.
       He let out a heartfelt laugh, the fall not bothering him one bit. He straightened himself out and smiled his widest grin.
      Uttering a few special words, then following the most important question of all.

     He looked up at his beloved dragoness, seeing something that quite puzzled him. This wasn't the expression he was expecting.
It wasn't joyful, surprised, nor excitement. Was it,

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Hesitation?

"Regret. . . Would you do me the greatest favor. . ."

"Of being the first thing in my life that I'll never regret?"

FIN

I'll leave the ending for you guys to come up with, huehue >:)
I don't know what I was doing? I didn't feel like using their names and ended up using pronouns instead
Welp

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I need some feedback pls :D

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