Dinner and a Show
07-10-2013, 11:22 AM
Elphaba. He?d found himself saying her name in his sleep. Her face haunted his dreams. He shook his head, amethyst eyes opening to the world around him. He hadn?t seen her in a while ? but that could be attributed to the fact that he hadn?t honestly been looking ? and he?d been away for the better part of a week with his son. In fact, he?d only just returned when the challenge had been given by Adette. Remarkably he?d walked away unscathed, without having to fight his ex-wife, but he knew she?d be back. Now that that matter was settled (for the time being) Gerhardt could focus on his ultimate plan. How exactly it would go down and on what time schedule he did not know, but he would set it forth and let the cards fall as they willed.
He twisted and rose to his paws, a groan lingering in his trachea as he did so. He felt old, even though by all means of measurement he was in exactly his prime. He knew it was because he constantly ran himself ragged for Seracia?s sake. Well, no more. It was time he thought about himself ? if only briefly. Soon enough he could think about himself all he wanted, when Maverick took the throne. He slithered from the confines of his den, realizing he?d slept far later than he?d intended. Poetic justice in the making. The King sauntered through his territory, deciding to place a marker here and there, but with the full intention of hunting down the black beauty that he couldn?t quite manage to shake from his frontal lobe.
A smile bloomed across his mask as, remarkably, he found her. Her scent gave her away far before his eyes fell upon her, and he took no measures to distract from his approach. Instead he moved through the grass and brush at a brusque pace, finding her about to enjoy a recently killed rabbit. ?Congratulations,? he offered her as his eyes glanced briefly at the kill. ?They can be tricky little pests.? Rabbits had always been one of the more difficult prey for him to catch. They were quick on their feet, where he was not quite as nimble. ?I wonder if you might enjoy some company?? Inquisitive tones rang out, though he did not make a move. If she would rather enjoy her meal alone, he would leave her be until a more opportune time. Tail fluttered between his hocks casually as he waited.
He twisted and rose to his paws, a groan lingering in his trachea as he did so. He felt old, even though by all means of measurement he was in exactly his prime. He knew it was because he constantly ran himself ragged for Seracia?s sake. Well, no more. It was time he thought about himself ? if only briefly. Soon enough he could think about himself all he wanted, when Maverick took the throne. He slithered from the confines of his den, realizing he?d slept far later than he?d intended. Poetic justice in the making. The King sauntered through his territory, deciding to place a marker here and there, but with the full intention of hunting down the black beauty that he couldn?t quite manage to shake from his frontal lobe.
A smile bloomed across his mask as, remarkably, he found her. Her scent gave her away far before his eyes fell upon her, and he took no measures to distract from his approach. Instead he moved through the grass and brush at a brusque pace, finding her about to enjoy a recently killed rabbit. ?Congratulations,? he offered her as his eyes glanced briefly at the kill. ?They can be tricky little pests.? Rabbits had always been one of the more difficult prey for him to catch. They were quick on their feet, where he was not quite as nimble. ?I wonder if you might enjoy some company?? Inquisitive tones rang out, though he did not make a move. If she would rather enjoy her meal alone, he would leave her be until a more opportune time. Tail fluttered between his hocks casually as he waited.