your faith was strong but you needed proof

There was a constant warm fuzzy feeling associated with Elsa now. A new brightness had been restored into her life- she felt fresh, young, and alive. Even Edgar was reaping the benefits. His feathers had gained their luster back and he was all sorts of cocky and free (in a good way of course). He often times found his mind wandering toward Antaa. Their chemistry had an undeniable click and he absolutely adored spending time with his fiery girl. He’d harbored these feelings for a long while, spurred on even more by Elsa’s utter and total infatuation with Darwin. Regardless, it was difficult for him to handle his current feelings. He’d never been so flustered by another before, and wasn’t sure what the right way of going about this was. He was far too worried that he would ruin their friendship if he divulged his feelings, and he valued her too much to lose her completely to his unwarranted advances.

So whilst Edgar was away fretting over his “crush” or whatever he decided to call it, Elsa herself set out to find Darwin. They hadn’t really been able to talk alone since he moved here, and she wanted to make sure he was happy. The last thing she wanted to happen was for him to regret his decision- she needed him here much more than he realized.

Using this distinct thought to his advantage, Edgar forcibly pushed off Elsa’s head and flew into the sky. ’I find Antaa.’ He linked back, almost too excitedly. Elsa raised a brow, settling back down in her secluded corner of the World’s Edge. She often liked to linger near the Cliffside in a small grow of trees. There wasn’t much traffic here, and being the antisocial kind of hardass she was she relished the quiet silence. She would find it much easier to fall asleep with the roar of the waves crashing against the rock than listening to the soft snores of others who had mixed feelings about her. It was difficult being in the situation she was- a dishonored queen who had a rather pathetic falling out.

She frowned, her heart falling a little and almost feeling bad for bringing Darwin here- or at least continuing to stay here. She loved the Edge, but did the Edge really love her? A large part of her felt extremely guilty for associating with Darwin, would this hurt his chances? She lowered her head, turning away from the center of Edge and turning to face out and look at the ocean for a moment. There’s so much more out there, so why did it hurt to think of leaving?

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