He takes my hand. His paws always feel soft. He kisses it. I move it over his cheek.

"I had a bit of a molestia." He smiles.

"Let me guess, someone annoyed you." I move my hand up his coat.

"Hmm... I love how you always know, mi amor." He says.

"How was life with the humans?" I ask.

He gives me a look. I pull my hair back. I'm not supposed to ask.  He lifts my head up.

"It is not a world you want to know, mi amor." He kisses me.

I grip him. I wrap my arms around his neck. I just want him to stay with me. I love him. It's odd, no? Death and life in love. Lobbo and Madre Naturaleza in love. We are total opposites. He is death and I am a flower of life. We pull away from each other.

"I brought you something." He hands me a flower.

"You do realize I grow them, right?" I chuckle.

"True." He nods.

I smile. I place it into my long hair.

"You sure you don't want me to tie it up?" He runs his paw down my hair.

"Of course not. It holds the very fabric of this world." I say.

"Hmmmm. Still lovely mi amor." He says.

He offers me his hand. I wrap my arms around him and we start walking.