Silver Nephil
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- Posted: Tue, 22 Jan 2013 21:38:02 +0000
Lex nodded and took a seat with his back to the woman, allowing her to strip him to the waist. The bullet hadn't penetrated far, but he could feel a bruise and soreness where it had struck his back. He sighed as he ran a hand through his bangs, which had fallen over his father's headband.
"How's it look? Will Behlil tear into me for letting my guard down?"
Ratohnhaké:ton looked up at the words, his eyes finding the boy where he sat across the little camp they'd set up for the night. The Wolf sat cooking their meal, his mind turning over the day's events.
She wants to kiss me? His eyes turned to the woman, hard and cold. He looked away. He had not given her an answer and would not give her one anytime soon. Stupid child, was the first thing that had flashed through his mind to say to her after she'd spoken, what do you think this is? Some kind of game?
His eyes fell on the Sparrow again. His fingers trembled slightly as he turned the spit; he edged a little further from the fire. What was it that I felt before? He'd turned the moment over and over again in his mind, the sudden urge he'd felt to gather the smaller man into his arms and hold him tight to his chest. Not only that. His eyes shifted to the fire. He stood and nodded to Alma, letting her prepare the rest as he made their sleeping places ready for the night. No, it's not as if I only had the urge to hold him.
"How's it look? Will Behlil tear into me for letting my guard down?"
Ratohnhaké:ton looked up at the words, his eyes finding the boy where he sat across the little camp they'd set up for the night. The Wolf sat cooking their meal, his mind turning over the day's events.
She wants to kiss me? His eyes turned to the woman, hard and cold. He looked away. He had not given her an answer and would not give her one anytime soon. Stupid child, was the first thing that had flashed through his mind to say to her after she'd spoken, what do you think this is? Some kind of game?
His eyes fell on the Sparrow again. His fingers trembled slightly as he turned the spit; he edged a little further from the fire. What was it that I felt before? He'd turned the moment over and over again in his mind, the sudden urge he'd felt to gather the smaller man into his arms and hold him tight to his chest. Not only that. His eyes shifted to the fire. He stood and nodded to Alma, letting her prepare the rest as he made their sleeping places ready for the night. No, it's not as if I only had the urge to hold him.