Dinner and a Show
07-10-2013, 04:58 PM
Despite everything, all she had shared with him, it would never be in his nature to see her as broken or incomplete. Gerhardt saw her for what she was, a dedicated warrior, a loyal friend, and a special woman that he would regret losing. Quirks or not, the woman was a diamond in the ruff ? and quite frankly he?d always been attracted to those. Lately he?d been thinking about her quite often, and determining just what it was that prevented him from pursuing her. He knew it was Seracia and the weight of it all on his shoulders. However, as he now had a means of dealing with that, Gerhardt was sure that he didn?t have to restrain himself any longer ? nor did he want to.
Those golden eyes of hers, he?d almost forgotten how brilliant they were, how remarkable. The way she teased him, it was different than how others did. ?Apparently so,? he would respond with absolute certainty. While his girth was helpful in battle, it was hardly superb in the realm of hunting. Ah well, everyone had a cross to bear. He watched, puzzled as she nosed the kill toward him. ?I would like nothing more, but I do insist that the hunter take what she wants first.? He would eat whatever was left out of courtesy alone. He wasn?t very hungry, but it would be a good excuse to linger in her presence for more than just a few moments. He dipped his head and nosed the kill back to her, refusing to take a bite until she?d gotten her fill. Pride wasn?t always a horrible attribute.
There was a certain radiance in his eyes that had not been there before, that seemed to only be there when he was in her presence. He rocked forward into a laying position, casually relaxing in front of her while she made her choice of flesh. ?I trust you heard of the mock-challenge?? In all honesty, she could have even been there. He hadn?t paid much attention to those that gathered in his honor.
Those golden eyes of hers, he?d almost forgotten how brilliant they were, how remarkable. The way she teased him, it was different than how others did. ?Apparently so,? he would respond with absolute certainty. While his girth was helpful in battle, it was hardly superb in the realm of hunting. Ah well, everyone had a cross to bear. He watched, puzzled as she nosed the kill toward him. ?I would like nothing more, but I do insist that the hunter take what she wants first.? He would eat whatever was left out of courtesy alone. He wasn?t very hungry, but it would be a good excuse to linger in her presence for more than just a few moments. He dipped his head and nosed the kill back to her, refusing to take a bite until she?d gotten her fill. Pride wasn?t always a horrible attribute.
There was a certain radiance in his eyes that had not been there before, that seemed to only be there when he was in her presence. He rocked forward into a laying position, casually relaxing in front of her while she made her choice of flesh. ?I trust you heard of the mock-challenge?? In all honesty, she could have even been there. He hadn?t paid much attention to those that gathered in his honor.