Keep me grounded
10-26-2014, 08:50 PM
Her body would melt against Quelts as he rested beside her now, savoring in thw warmth that radiated between them both. Days had grown colder now as winter neared. Right eyebrow would raise at the man's question. Ah, but why would he ask such a thing? But, she would answer him truthfully - truthfully as she always answered questions. Lying was simply too much work. My life is one that has none other than myself in it. I feel no attachment with those I encounter and so I would not consider them being in my life. It usually is one meeting and no more. . . Would I ever contemplate settling down? Marbled eyes would attempt to capture the man's gaze. A seriousness poured over her expressions, but there was a hidden softness there if one would look close enough. Perhaps. Indeed, the woman was capable of settling down. Her life as a harlot was to give a temporary light in her constant darkness. Those brief moments of pleasure washed away everything that haunted her. Though, if a soul brave enough would stick by her side and show her a different way of pure happiness, life as a tramp could cease and give birth to faithfulness. The man would speak of returning to Abaven, and it sort of sent sensations of happiness throughout her. Subtle ones, but they were there. An attachment to this wolf had begun to blossom. It seemed the two could be so completely open with one another, to allow all secrets be known. It would be nice to have such a companion kept close, even though she would not want to admit it. Bass would be thrilled to have you back home. Besides, I could use another lion-hearted warrior. Tongue would reach out and kiss the man softly upon his cheek. Mmm, and I want you to know. . . With me, you can be yourself. Free and open without a shield or disguise. my actions | my words | my thoughts |