-- the longest of nights

It was like he was starting all over again, having never been with a woman before, ignorant to what the signs were that would tell him that she thought him to be attractive. He wasn't aware that her own bi-colored gaze was roaming over every inch of his figure, drinking in his features, his build, every single detail about him. It was the exact same thing that his eyes were doing to her. She had such a lustrous ebony pelt that glistened beneath the moonlight, so immaculate and well taken care of. And her eyes, one light blue, similar to his own left one while her right one, such a pure emerald, it was more potent than the jewel. She was a hidden gem, but not hidden to Demonio. She was certainly beautiful, one of the most beautiful he had seen in some time. But just because she was beautiful didn't mean anything. There were many beautiful women in the world. And Claire was one of them.


Her bubbling laugh sent his stomach fluttering, flip-flopping this way and that way, his own laugh bubbling to the surface, his mismatched gaze unable to move away from her dark silhouette. I think that's only because you haven't heard it as many times as me. My brothers were always fond of yelling it when I got into trouble. Which was a lot. Another round of soft chuckles rumbled in his ivory chest, amused at her tiny sharing of her life. My sister probably would've said the same thing. Though he smiled, at the thought of Luna, a bout of sadness overtook his eyes, though it was only passing, disappearing in the next moment, as if it had never been there in the first place. I met her recently here in Valhalla. I literally stumbled across her while taking a walk. She's a lovely pup. You've done well with her. Mention of his daughter chased away any lingering thoughts of his deceased sister, a proud smile curving his pale jowls. She never mentioned anything about having met you...But thank you, I have done my best as a single father to raise her in the best way I could. His tone was full of pride, tail wagging gently behind him. Seraphine...he would have to have a word with that young lady when he went back to their den.




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