10-06-2011, 10:35 AM
His gaze was not quite on her feet, but more on her mid-section. As she opened the door, he swallowed again, his mouth suddenly very dry. She spoke his name, and it was almost a verbal slap. "Ma'am. I wanted to apologize...you were right. I acted poorly, and in bad taste. I brought you some rabbit jerky and some cured rabbit skins. I know I have a long way to go... but I hoped this would be a start." He offered her the said gifts, feeling anxious. In the back of his mind the butterflies whispered, and he ignored them. He was trying, he would keep trying. He wanted to look at her face, to gauge her reaction, but he left his eyes on her midriff. He wanted to be good, he wanted to be a good member of the pack. He would still leave in December to be with Ayasha, but he wanted to try and be a good member of the pack.