Watching the Stars with an Open Heart
09-28-2013, 12:25 PM
A change of subject was welcomed. "Well probably the kindness of the members. Although the mangrove is beautiful in it's own way." He looked at her and batted his long, midnight black eye lashes, his blue eyes skimmed over her features.Suddenly he heard a small quiet noise, a rodent. Aurora moved so quickly that he felt like if he had blinked he would miss it. And she pounced on the rodent. She snapped it's spine easily, with grace and power.
She offered to share it, kind of her. "Thank you very much that is very kind. I would love to share it. You are a skilled hunter as well as a fine woman." He looked at the rodent lying on the ground, as nondescript and unimpressive as it was in life. When he thought about it, all life was easy to snuff out, be it a strong, wise wolf, or a pitiful rodent. He nudged the rabbit toward her, letting her decide it.
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She offered to share it, kind of her. "Thank you very much that is very kind. I would love to share it. You are a skilled hunter as well as a fine woman." He looked at the rodent lying on the ground, as nondescript and unimpressive as it was in life. When he thought about it, all life was easy to snuff out, be it a strong, wise wolf, or a pitiful rodent. He nudged the rabbit toward her, letting her decide it.
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