[Center][h1][color=0072bc]Atticus[/color][/h1][/center]

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	Atticus casually creaked his door open ever once in a while and kept his window wide. No one but him could tell you why. Eventually he got wind of what he was looking for and took a stroll over to his sisters room. [color=0072bc]"Hey sissy, I'm gunna go for a hike, Don't get yourself into any trouble please. Maybe you can make some friends while I'm gone? Alright well I'm headed out as of now, cant tell you when Ill be back but she- I mean, uhhh it probably wont take all afternoon."[/color] His face flushed of color. Embarrassed he let it slip already, but at least it was just his little sis. He strapped up his boots in the hall and made his way outside, taking another moment to listen. 

	[color=0072bc][i]"Yep, sounds like the usual spot, her favorite!"[/i][/color] He thought as he took off at a brisk pace towards the words being sung. Once he was sure that he was out of sight of the village he started half skipping half twirling getting lost in the words she sung getting louder and louder. If he hadn't spent day after day training his ears to hear exactly this he probably wouldn't have thought anything of it. but he knew what was making the noise. His favorite human ever. He had only 'met' her last year, when she started training, and when he says 'met' he means once he learned her name from a couple people after asking around because he was afraid he would feint if he talked to her face to face. Once he got close he started to sneak forward, going slower now, making sure he wasn't detected. He got to his usual spot where he could lay beneath a low hanging tree and watch her whole practice. It was absolutely mesmerizing. He was hit by a wave of hot tingly mess every time he watched her. Reminding him that he was hopelessly in love with the girl he never met. So in love, in fact, that he didn't even consider it weird that he was practically stalking her. 

	By the time her dance was done he was quietly humming the tune with her and making fluid hand gestures, eyes closed dreaming he was practicing by her side. Only for her voice to stop ringing, his throat to stop humming and for his eyes to crack open. Realizing he wasn't practicing with her and that she had already started gathering her gear. He hurried to get out of his daze and rush back to the Inn. Just poking his head in his sisters room to notify her of his return, he slumped to his bed and went back to dreaming.