Θuija
With greatness came sacrifice. He knew this. Everyone must sacrifice something to get what they want. Or be damn good at playing the game. He loved games. One could say it was his one true passion in life. He had mastered many in his life but one he had yet to truly divulge in. Women.
It's not that he couldn't approach them. Or talk to them. He had yet to find one that would interest him. He wasn't exactly Prince Charming either. So after leaving the gathering of the Forest and meeting in the Meadow he had little but his tasks in mind. Slinking along the bramble and thorns of the once Taiga. Then scaling the outer ridge of the autumnal forests towards the north, he crossed into a more open range. With the covering of eve thickening he traversed the boundary just shy of the shadows created by overhead trees. That's when crimson eyes beheld a creature of black and blue, bedazzled in the nights sky. Perched atop a slight incline and looking into the stars. Immediately he stopped with a much louder crunch than he would have normally created, if he'd not have been distracted. His jaw tightened at his misstep, knowing he gave himself away.
There was a whirl of mixed light and dark atop the hill where she had stood. Her scent lingered just as heavily in the air, enticing him to inch closer. With quiet and steady steps he neared the base of the incline. Crimson eyes straining to catch another glimpse. Their focus causing hardened lines across his face. Another step closer. Then another. She can hide her figure but not her presence so he let's out whispered words, "I know you're here M'Love. Come out, come out wherever you are..." His last syllable lingers as he waits for her to join him, "Don't be afraid."
Wanna play a game?