Word Count → 400+ :: little bit repetative but was so glad to have finished a post XD
When the female came out into the open and approached the great flame, Light watched in silence with a great intrigue. The way she held herself told a lot about her as he observed her motions an opinion had begun to form. She had a tender grace to her and must do well with the males of the pack, was one of his thoughts. He silently followed the girl as she carried on her stroll unaware of the male. Her mind was else where it was clear and the expression he had briefly seen upon her face was heart breaking to the male. The thing he hated the most was seeing someone so sad and lost especially such a beautiful female. He stiffly sat next to the female as she stared into the flame unsure if she was aware of him yet. Finally after watching the flame dance before him he spoke in a deep tender voice.
Fascinating how something to beautiful could be so dangerous, so healing and inspiring all at once. Beauty of the spirits dancing in their smoke and shifting their flames, honouring the power and embracing its warmth. Other than the beauty of a girl such as you the fire is entrancing and cannot be matched. The deep spoken male kept his eyes forward watching with a stern expression. The scent of alcohol escaped upon his breath. He rarely showed emotion on his face but his words were clearly spoken with a deep yearning. The male had much in his life; skill, honour and the love of many he had left behind. The one thing though that Light yearned for was love of his own and acceptance. The loneliness often overtaking him and he would drown it out with the result of drink.
As much as he envied the girl for her beauty his interests had always lain and always would lay elsewhere. His fears of weakness a constant strain upon his body and soul made the man tired. Feeling always torn by his feelings and his need to appear normal in a pack that had always been un-accepting of difference. It was moments like this that brought him some joy, some refuge from his own mind; reaching out to someone so sad with hopes to bring a smile to her face. He wouldn’t rush the process so he remained silent motionless and stone like as the crackle of wood took over. Leaving the choice of taking an interest in his company up to her.
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