Enif noticed he apparently had spooked the lass as she watched the butterfly. ”I’m sorry for startling you.” He spoke softly as she turned around, speaking herself. “Hi! I’m Marika. You, um, you have a nice coat. Um . . . I’m not really sure if it was before or after?” There was a small pause before Marika had continued. ”I mean. I always liked flying things . . . but I am more interested with butterflies, I think since coming to Starfall.” Enif smiled as a blush rose to the lass’s face. ”Well, Marika, I think butterflies fit you well.” That did not come out as direct as he wanted it to be, he wanted to say that butterflies appeared to be her aesthetic and it worked well for her. She was beautiful with her own set of butterfly wings, the oranges contrasting her neutral-colored pelt.

Her next words brought him out of his minor trance, his starry eye and his cyan eye darting to meet her own eyes. “So, we’re soulmates, Enif. What do we do about that?” Just as soon as he could have potentially made eye contact, Marika’s gaze shifted over his shoulder as she watched the butterfly fly away, and naturally, Enif had to turn his head too to watch it go, turning his head back once he saw her attention redirect to him. The stormy star boy, when he turned his head back, noticed the pink strand that was connecting the two of them prior had faded. ”Well…” He started, shifting his gaze from their chests to hopefully meet Marika’s eyes. ”It seems as if the fates changed their minds?” His words finished with some confusion in their tone, however, he did not smile. Rather, he continued to speak. ”Well, I do not like their decision. I would like to get to know you more, Marika.” He smiled, waving his tail softly, hoping that she would want the same.

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