you were a cookie from the forest like him. A young one, who seemed to have not found the full dangers of the forest yet.

he was always protective of you, and made sure you were safe. He didn’t want you to get hurt, nor did he want you to be alone. He felt lonely when he wasn’t around you.

“Hey! I got you some flowers!” He spoke softly, going up to you, as you sat on a rock near the pond, the sun shining down on them.*

he gently put the flowers in your hair, as the flowers decorated your hair, shining off you.

“You look..lovely.”

he said softly.

the birds seems to chirp around them, as the trees swayed with the soft wind. The forest was their home. Truly.