06-11-2011, 10:53 AM
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Once again her thoughts went to Leon even though she was not sure why; he had been a great guy and all but she never allowed herself to get emotionally attached to anyone. As for why she had no home was because she had never mentioned it before to anyone. She was so used to roughing it that it did not make much of a difference to her; of course she had a tent that had gotten destroyed. She pushed those thoughts away and just listened to Songan; since they were going to be tent mates for a little while. Offering him to help cook was the only thing she could really do for him right now. Had things happened differently she would have been so much easier to be around; she truly felt like she was bringing everyone around her down. While they continued to ride his horse she had to admit that this was actually a little enjoyable. Her mind seemed a little more at ease as she admired the village in a new way that she had never experienced before. To be honest she had never seen a horse before in her life; but of course she had at least heard of them.
The feeling of his hands on her hips should have bothered her; but oddly enough she actually felt safer with him so close. Songan was sort of like a caring older brother figure that she had never had, she would even go far as to say that he reminded her of her father in a way. She leaned back and rested against his chest and shoulder; just letting him steer the horse in any direction he wished. “It is fine Songan, this is actually pretty nice” she said in an actually somewhat relaxed tone of voice now. The rest of the trip was a breeze to her and then before she knew it she was sitting on one of his pelts; it was very nice to actually be in doors for once. Once he spoke she nodded a little bit; she just wanted to get comfortable and then help Songan prepare lunch if he asked for it. She had just lied down when he came back with some wood; figuring that it was meant to act as the fuel for a camp fire he was going to make. The fire was started and it made her feel warmer but she dared not get too close; she did not want to catch her fur on fire. She closed her eyes and curled up a little more on the pelt; trying to think of a way she could repay Songan for being so nice to her.
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Once again her thoughts went to Leon even though she was not sure why; he had been a great guy and all but she never allowed herself to get emotionally attached to anyone. As for why she had no home was because she had never mentioned it before to anyone. She was so used to roughing it that it did not make much of a difference to her; of course she had a tent that had gotten destroyed. She pushed those thoughts away and just listened to Songan; since they were going to be tent mates for a little while. Offering him to help cook was the only thing she could really do for him right now. Had things happened differently she would have been so much easier to be around; she truly felt like she was bringing everyone around her down. While they continued to ride his horse she had to admit that this was actually a little enjoyable. Her mind seemed a little more at ease as she admired the village in a new way that she had never experienced before. To be honest she had never seen a horse before in her life; but of course she had at least heard of them.
The feeling of his hands on her hips should have bothered her; but oddly enough she actually felt safer with him so close. Songan was sort of like a caring older brother figure that she had never had, she would even go far as to say that he reminded her of her father in a way. She leaned back and rested against his chest and shoulder; just letting him steer the horse in any direction he wished. “It is fine Songan, this is actually pretty nice” she said in an actually somewhat relaxed tone of voice now. The rest of the trip was a breeze to her and then before she knew it she was sitting on one of his pelts; it was very nice to actually be in doors for once. Once he spoke she nodded a little bit; she just wanted to get comfortable and then help Songan prepare lunch if he asked for it. She had just lied down when he came back with some wood; figuring that it was meant to act as the fuel for a camp fire he was going to make. The fire was started and it made her feel warmer but she dared not get too close; she did not want to catch her fur on fire. She closed her eyes and curled up a little more on the pelt; trying to think of a way she could repay Songan for being so nice to her.
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