to this x
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His namesake--he was truly envious, unpredictably so.
The similarities between them had plunged her into unequaled fear.

But lately

The fear that had driven her away, the similarities between them that she rejected, had begun to melt into something of warm acceptance.
He'd been for such a long time been pushed into the back of her mind and he had been nothing more than a vague shape passing by. But now..


There he was sogging himself away in the pond. The image before her churned up still fresh memories; how he had (completely unnecessarily) defended her from the stranger-fawn, how he had nuzzled her to comfort. He made her feel important. Treasured, almost.

And she had been at some time! Although she couldn't say when it had been, she remembered. It was when she had hands and wore shoes and elegant dresses and lovely young men waited on her with smiles and grand promises. Why couldn't she be important now?
Why wasn't she?

She envied the does.
Almost all of them.
The does with mates that would follow them past the Forest, into the fearful uncertainty of death. The does who denied mates but basked in the glory of their prospects. The does of tragic beauty.


She could smell the illness on him, so strong it was. The heat drew her closer even though the stench made her insides flop and churn strangely.
The snow.
She was cold.


...

He was burning.

Emmy folded herself gently around his body and for a moment she thought she saw his eyes roll in no doubt a warped fever dream. The romanticist in her sighed deeply.
A resolute figure against him. How nice that must look.
Images of possibilities flashed before her and the doe smiled a little at the sensation of them all buzzing in her head. There could be greatness shared between them.

She tucked her chin against his neck and closed her eyes.
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pffffffffffff. I'm sorry this sucks |D
I blame my headache and the fact that I was disturbed halfway through writing it

basically, Emmy has been forging a friendship with Envy to feed her slight egotistical tendencies and her attraction to danger.

yay!