To Serenade With Song (Eden)

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As the tigress woke to an early start, she spent her morning in her cave to enjoy the silence that came with it all. She was more than welcome to free any of those who needed counseling into her cave, as well as some who just wanted to, well, hang out, maybe become better friends or common packmates. For her to be the leader, she found these small things an important part of the position, well knowing who she had let in to her lands and how all it played to be on how they ended up there in the first place. There was one that had caught her eye, another, not her Epror, whom she had become quite close with lately since the beginning of her time here, but an actual tiger. Like her. He held the original tiger color orange, unlike herself, however he was most definitely the most handsome male of the species she had laid her eyes on. It had been of the first to join her ranks as a Bellator, working under her rule yet always keeping her curious as to when she would see him last. Eden refused to call it a 'crush', but how could she not want to know more on this tiger, he was the only one to relate with after all. Not only was he the same, but they both shared the same friendliness and welcoming manner, a connection almost to be made when their eyes met. Sometimes, she believed it was not what she would presume, thinking less of the idea that he felt the same when he saw her and it was all in her head. The white tigress looked to her belongings, lost in her daydreams as she begun to wonder more and more of the possibility. She sighed, picking up the strange thought to clean away her cave and finally get dressed for the day as it had just begun, prepping herself and thinking of ideas for her book she couldn't quite find an ending to. Her lips pursed in concentration, fiddling with silver locket around her neck that dangled over the color of her grey sweatshirt, her torn denim shorts lay a majority hidden beneath it for they liked to ride up between her thighs when she would sit or simply walk around. Of course, like normal, her hair bounced in light waves behind her to rest towards the center of her back, a thin hairband to hold it back in place from falling into her pale blue eyes.

Eden looked about the room as she reached for the mop, holding still as the familiar friendly voice of the male she daydreamed about spoke from the mouth of her cave. From her point of view, she started to believe she was hearing things, but when she turned her head, Diallo stood patiently, bringing out his hand for hers to take. Now she's gone mad apparently. This had to be a dream, right? "H-Hi Diallo.. I'm here..." Her eyes clouded a lighter blue, widening slightly before walking over to take his hand, warmth instantaneously being wrapped around her in a heated blanket as she moved closer to his side. Eden soon closed her eyes at his request, gripping his hand and lacing her fingers through hers, a smile tugging at her lips at how wonderful the dream was playing out to be. But it was how real it felt that drove her to the edge of belief, sending her into the depths to realize it was real after all. She tried to follow along as they walked, keeping him with her trust to hold to now allow her to trip or fall over something without her knowing. "Where exactly are you taking me?" A small giggle rose in her delighted voice, walking closely at his side. The scent of flowers emanated in her nose, smiling wider as she knew where he had taken her. Magenta Meadows; a place of serenity and beauty all in one, the aroma of sweet floral to welcome them as soon as their feet hit the grass. Hills beyond hills of room to run for those who needed the place, and time for themselves where she could only imagine what happened, wether it be sitting by them lonesome selves, or spending it by collecting herbs or maybe the possible hunt if they were to be lucky, it still left her wondering.

As she sat down on the comfortable hilltop, she crossed her legs to pivot beneath her to the side, leaning her weight upon her one arm as the other lay across her lap. Her eyes opened to see him unlocking a guitar case, knowing full well of what he had planned for the evening with her as she watched him pull it out and start to play. She couldn't help the light pink color rising on her cheeks at how romantic it was for him to go through such trouble; for her that is. As his song whispered over the hills and into her ear canals, she smiled at him, the glint of a pale light reflecting in her eyes from the song and filling them with a brighter blue than before. Meanwhile, the regina kept herself occupied by attempting to move at his side and lean her body against him. His fingers playing perfectly along the neck of the beautiful instrument and letting all the words flow out of him like he had practiced them over and over just to make it worth while to preform for her. Never before had someone done such things for her, they only stopped to enjoy the view and not even bother to get to know her. Maybe it was a sign of some sort, that the idea in her head that always swirled around was true and that maybe he too could like her... for her..

A fuzzy feeling in her stomach jumbled about on its own control, keeping her mind from growing into her daydreams any further as she leaned a bit more on his side. He was so warm, was all of that she could think when sitting there, listening to his voice descend from the song's center. This wasn't the end, but she smiled at the progress he had made so far, looking up to him as he put the instrument away and out of reach for him to touch again as he turned back to speak. Eden gazed deeply into his eyes with a fragile mind, smiling softly at him and even wider as he blushed at his rambles. He couldn't be anymore cuter if he tried, and his laugh, it make the tiny hairs on her arms stick straight up as well as brighten the shine in her eyes. She laughed with him, taking the kind gesture of the small pink flower between her fingers, pinching it and tucking it behind her ear to show. Sitting up, she pushed off from his side lightly to sit straighter in her spot upon the meadowy hill, "It's a beautiful song, and I anticipate on hearing more, when you're done with it, that is. I'm sure you're audience will love it just as much as me, so there shouldn't be anything to worry about, Diallo. If you don't mind me asking, why did you think I was the perfect girl for it? I mean, there's lots of others around here that could easily be charmed by you to listen, and I am your leader, but that doesn't make it better of a person just because of my authority." She lifted her gaze to meet his with a wide toothy grin, blushing a bit at her stubbornness to realize he choose her because he liked her. They were tigers after all, it was just, normal, she supposed.

"Also, there's nothing to worry about when you go on speaking like that, I actually kinda like it... I mean, uh... What I meant was is that it gives me a quick insight of your past, and I hope to know more about you Diallo, not just because of how close we are in our other forms, but because I do actually find you a fascinating individual, let alone Bellator. I have no other questions for the moment, as for your 'band', I wish you luck on making it more popular. Music is one of my greatest interests, but nothing like yourself. I play only the piano, a bit of violin at the most if I gave a bit more practice for myself." She looked to the case where the guitar lay, sighing slowly as she wished to learn how to play it herself, then brightening her mood as an idea popped in her head, "Would you teach me how to play guitar?" At that, she blushed and giggled, covering her mouth to cover her foolish little laugh and color. Great, what's next? More embarrassment or the fate of standing up and not being a coward for asking. She had always wanted to learn how to preform such an instrument, and maybe, if he gave her the chance, she too could play, with him sometime. "You don't have too... I was just wondering."

Eden nodded, smiling bright,"I'd love to start now, as long as that's alright. I don't have anything much to do with my time anyway as it is, just trying to find a certain muse to write the rest of my book. Everything is more or less finished in my case, but I can't seem to find an ending. A writer's worst nightmare basically." She laughed, covering the flushed color that spread across her face like his at his fit of rambling. It was cute and she enjoyed hearing all of what he liked to say, "Playing the piano is not as difficult as I had presumed on my first shot as a young shifter, but once I had gotten the hang of it, it was easy. Sad to say I can't speak for the violin as much, but I practice, and practice makes perfect from what I've heard. It is wonderful to hear that you have at least worked a bit in the arts of pianism, along with the common interest you share too in the love of music. Maybe sometime we'll have to play together, I mean.. shit..." Her eyes closed tight as she shook her head, cursing under her breath at the strangeness in her words. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to take it back as it was what she wanted to say, but a whole another meaning. The tigress had secretly found it humorous at her own set of words, however she quickly erased the foolishness and replaced it with even more blush as she looked up to meet his gaze. At this rate, the next thing she'll be doing is watching him walk away with a weird look on his face. You're an idiot, you know that? Why can't you just learn how to speak to guys for once. This never happened before, so why now are you being a complete dope? It made her sigh as she agreed with her thoughts, squirming in her seat upon the grass before apologizing to him. "Sorry for cursing, I usually don't use foal language around the rest, but you knew what I mean, right?" Her eyes pleaded with forgiveness, even though it was respectful of him to forgive her anyway for she was still his leader. But how could she not? It wasn't her fault really, it just came out wrong, that's all.

Clearing everything out of her mind to relax, Eden pinched the bridge of her nose and rolled back her shoulders in the attempt of cracking the bones in her spine back to normal as she had been slouching for too long. As she rolled up her sleeves, she nodded affirmatively she wanted to try, swallowing the small lump caught in her throat as it had somehow caused her to be unable to speak. She was stuck gazing into his eyes, which soon lingered further down his face, glancing back up so it didn't pause for so long. A low growl worked its way into her throat but never was allowed to pass as she leaned closer on her palms. The warmth of him practically sent waves through the air towards her like a magnetic field, pulling her and tugging her closer until they were molded into perfect puzzle pieces. Eden did not let this happen, not now, not so soon just because she had a little crush over someone she had only known for such short of a time. What an idiot she was, he'd never like her like that, she thought. Shaking it off, she flattened her smile, "How do you want me to sit? Position me in whatever way you think would be best to learn the guitar, but if you prefer something else, I trust you to keep it professional." Her words made her blush again, but she did not giggle or smile, for it was too much to bare already from what she had said.

"I trust you, Diallo." She stated, defeatedly giving him a small, innocent smile.

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Playing along to what she was initially taught, she couldn't help but smile in doing so as she felt him so close, the warmth of his skin making her every being comfortable while teaching her. It was the little things like this that made her want even more, to try her hardest not to show much of the emotions that ran through her mind and body, but still manage a friendly, plain smile on her face. It was difficult, she would not deny, and she knew for the matter it would not end until it twas to be relieved, that is, if it ever would. She feared it was just a phase she was going through, that it could just be because he was the only tiger to first come amongst her lands and she had grown a bit too close, too fast. Maybe she was like this naturally, or maybe vise-versa, whatever it was, it had to end, somehow. It would interfere too much at what is at hand, taking action in having a potential companion could counteract with her plans and possibly drive her a bit too far then what is needed. She did not need company at this time, but a friend sounded quite nice, and Diallo seemed to fit the bill more than perfectly besides her lovely associate, Serac. He was perfect, possibly even more than perfect she would say, but how could that even be? She could only wonder, strumming sweetly over the strings the further her thoughts carried into its dark abyss. It was a dark place, she knew, for which she knew not of how far it would take her somedays and somehow. The curiouser she became, it would expand, causing her even more tension to not comprehend the outside world. It was her world, an imaginary realm built from when she was a mere cub that has never been wrecked, and nor it shall not ever been taken down. Since the beginning of Diallo's stay within her shifter regions, she had felt these strange feelings mix up and keep her from creating the muse for her book. It made her want to write about crushes, and gooey romance, not the things she was used to, which made her frustrated enough at times to skip work for the better of herself in going home to daydream in her cave for as long as she could. His trust had been granted at first sight, and from the looks of it, she knew with such a beautiful instrument that he cared for it much like a child, as she would for her precious violin or piano. The tigress smiled softly to herself as she played, humming too the notes by heart and memory of when she would hear mortal mothers sing to her children when they were left to play in the parks or something along those lines. As much as it would hurt to wonder what it was like to have a father, she was at least glad to see her beautiful mother before her days of a slow death. There were times the regina would seek upon these memories, smile at the times they shared when Darren was still there and her mother were still alive. It was centuries ago, but the warmth still glowed in her golden heart to that day the love she had for them and what they did for her in her growing years.

She found herself no longer playing, but rubbing over her locket as she would do whenever she would think about her past life. A habit one would say, though she never minded it before since others would not ask. Her long lochs of platinum blonde hugged the sides of her face and as she pulled them all to the opposite side away from his, her chin tilted to meet his shining beautiful pairs of emeralds. Their faces so close to one another provided the shade of a satin pink rose to rise over her nose and cheeks, brightening her hint of light freckles that dotted over her nose unintentionally. His breath could be felt upon her skin, his chin just touching lightly of her shoulder, but oh-so close for their mouths to touch. Finding the bit of nerve, she leaned in a bit closer, splitting the gap of their lips to touch and spread a burning sensation over her as she closed her pale eyes shut. As if she were a flower that had awaken from its long sleep over the winter, she blossomed, sending surges of unknown tingles up her spine and through her bones. If she were to be in her other form, the color would not matter of her face, but she would know by the hairs standing up over her skin, that this, was real. It felt like static electricity shocking one at its finger tips, so lovely, and magnificent as most people would describe it. Slowly, her eyes opened again, but she did not want to pull away, instead she kissed him again and once the instincts had taken over, it was done. Eden covered her mouth in bewilderment of her own actions, turning a bright red as she searched for his reaction, the surprise, the confusion, whatever it was to occur. She did not know how to respond to such a thing, what to do as a leader except just sit there and stare. Her words could only come out in short gasps, chocking a bit out of nervousness, "I-I'm.. I'm so sorry, I-... I d-didn't mean t-too.. Um..." Her eyes slightly widened, and she then removed the guitar to stand, tugging the insides of her jean shorts back down from them riding up. Diallo meant a lot to her, and with all of whats gone on, it felt like the most natural thing to do, so why did she feel so frustrated, why did it make her feel so confused with her decision. Looking back to him, she gave him an apologetic stare and sad smile, bowing her head in respect, "I'm sorry, Diallo.. I didn't mean to lead.. um.. you onto anything... I just...." She searched for the words, only to come up blank and curse, "Damnit." Pacing around, she would not leave, instead keeping herself occupied by raking her fingers through her hair as she tried to sort things out between them. She did not want for it to be awkward, she wanted this to eventually take time, and she was never good at this. Great... just great, Eden...