never danced like this

*Kyarst* · 02-28-2015, 09:32 PM

She answered him as they prepared to move to her chosen location, 'Odalisque' was her title. He hadn't heard of that one, but it sounded important.. or perhaps exclusive? He wasn't entirely sure what it sounded like. Her body language, however, seemed unsettled and so he wouldn't push the topic any further despite his obvious curiosity. An ear flickered idly as he followed along wherever she chose to lead him, her perfume stronger now that she was moving. It was her season. He found his heart beating faster, pounding in his chest, but he tried to segway his thoughts elsewhere. They neared a tree growing out of a boulder, and he eyed it - trying to be more interested in it than her scent. He wasn't doing a very good job, however, and very nearly bumped into her as she slowed and looked back at him. He caught himself at the last second and stopped abruptly, his emerald gaze meeting hers. What had she said? He hadn't truthfully been listening. He wracked his brain for a moment, and then remembered hearing her say something about sharing. “Oh no, it's your kill. I'm supposed to be on guard anyway, I will eat later.” He didn't imagine sharing part of a minuscule kill while patrolling was part of his job description so he would trot toward the boulder and leap on top of it, getting a better vantage point. In efforts to change the subject, he would return to a previously discussed topic: her rank. Long forgotten was her unsettled body language. “So what exactly does an Odalisque do, I'm quite curious.” Perhaps if he had paid more attention and remembered how she'd reacted before he would have avoided the subject, but Kyarst was not often known for his subtlety. He did not rest his gaze upon her as he waited for a response, and instead continued scanning along the furthest distance he could see, monitoring for danger or suspicious creatures.

“speak,”

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