Ignatius (Dance of love)

This is useless!" Iggy sighed in frustration as he tried to write his feelings down on paper. Ever since the first night of the festival, he has been day dreaming of the sun priestess he met in the crowed. Her soft orange fur, the way she smiled so warmly, how she looked in the light of his dancing flames. She was simply perfect and he was simply head over heals in love. The problem was that she had a pair of male body gaurds. At least that's how he perceived them. The two goons refused to let him anywhere near her while they were around and it was making his poor heart suffer.

So after a great deal of research, he discovered the location of her tent and planned to leave her a letter confessing his love. A letter that his friends found ridiculous but he planned to do anyway. The problem was...he simply could not figure out how to write it.

After the sun had long since set. Iggy sat in frustration. Taking a moment to collect some dinner and look at the stars, shining across the desert sky. He finally found the words he needed.

Scrambling to the tent he Quickly sat down and began to write once again.

Dearest priestess,

I do not know your name. Nor do you know mine. However, ever since the first night I saw you, watching me beyond the flames. You ignited a spark within my heart. I dream of you sitting within me under the starlight, showered firelight. I wish to feel your soft caress and know your story. To dance with you in the sand and whisper your name each dawn as I pray. I wish to court you, sweet priestess. If you will have my heart, it will forever be yours.

Sincerely,

The fire dancer