All he could do was sit in the Shadows of the Small Forest that surrounded this open plain and almost visibly drool. She sat in the grass under the Oak Tree, her legs crossed and a somewhat thick book in her lap. She reached her hand up, brushing some stray strands of dazzling hair behind her ear, before looking at her Pegasus Companion next to her. Smiling Brightly, she reached over and stroked her black muzzle, with the Pegasus enjoying the attention all the while, her glorious wings flapping ever so slightly. Subaki blushed Cherry Red and covered his face with his free hand, the other holding the reins of his Pegasi. How could he ever compose himself around you? How was he expected to keep his composure around the girl that he considered to hold the very Face of Perfection? One Shot Entry for the #LiveToServe Challenge by @Fandomz_Fangirl