That night they had made love for the first time. An occurance that still seemed surreal to the bay stag, even though every detail was burned into his memory. The sleep after was perhaps the best he had ever experienced, there in the lichen with the golden girl. She had been completely vulnerable, and yet he had not really seen her before. Not just see her, but see her. Her soul, her being, spirit, whatever one might call it.
He had made to visit her regularly since then, usually after his patrols. He had even spotted her dozing mid afternoon now, the occurrence pulling strings at his maw. He didn't yet make known his assumptions, though her heads or tails moods only cemented the idea. He took them all in stride, a smug smile projected each time. Boy it would piss her off sometimes, only to his own amusement, a beautiful mess.
It was about that time, Killdare had already made the border twice.The night had settled in, cold, winter was all but upon them. His hide was already growing thick and coarse, only more evidence to the fact. Daggers pull at the earth, he navigated with purpose through the pines.
Her scent was an easy one now, and she reeled him in with ease. She was in the clearing, a place she did not frequent, at least not to his knowledge.
His jade orbs sweep up her flesh, he didn't even hide it, there was no shame to be had. Not as far as he was concerned. He devoured her with each look, approaching the auric woman head on. "Well aren't you the best damn thing I've seen all night."He rumbled before diving his lips into her mane.
Dutiful Soldier|Lieutenant of the Chamber