"What is it?" Iris' blue eyes lit up, they looked so pretty under this starry sky.
Even when Cane appreciated the serenity of this forest as its quietness was to his liking, still, it was her presence that brought peace to his chaotic mind, enveloping him with the tranquility he craved.
Cane stared at her for a little bit longer. The stray strands of her hair fluttered in the wind and she shuddered a little bit when the coldness caressed her rosy cheeks. Her curls looked unkempt and Cane noticed how she would try to tame her hair every morning, because she seemed very conscious every time he saw her sporting such messy hair.
However, little did Iris know. Cane liked to watch her that way. She looked adorable in her own way, as she clumsily combed her fingers through the tangles of her locks.
"What is it?" Iris asked again when Cane said nothing and just kept staring at her.
