He watched her as she began to shuffle through her things, a small smile danced across his lips at her sudden attention to his words. He was proud that she thought his job was interesting, for not many did. His eyes gleamed into hers as she looked up, a single strand of hair swiping across her face playfully, drawing his attention from side to side.
A small burst of wind blew through the forest, leaves shaking loudly up above in harmony with the musical chirps that echoed across the forest. Amon looked up at the trees, laughing slightly as a bright red leaf fluttered from side to side as it fell and then came to a stop on his face. His lips pursed as he made a small blow outward, a gentle push of air that led the leaf to the ground. The light brown eyes flicked back down to his companion, giving off a flirtatious glance as they watched the breeze gently thread between her long locks of fiery hair.
Her musical voice intertwined with the drumming leaves above, and as Amon heard her speak his heart fluttered slightly, "Yeah, I've been around, I just never really got out much. I used to live at the orphanage but I recently just got my own place." Amon's eyes crinkled slightly, a warm smile mirroring hers flashed back at her, ears perked up, preparing for her next words. "I do hunt. Well, I try to anyway," Amon thought about pointing out her luck may change if she actually used a weapon, for he saw none. The thought echoed bqck and forth in his mind, realizing how strange that was. Her story seemed to tear at the seams sligtly, but Amon tried to ignore it, realizing that ignorance is bliss. And he wanted bliss, for the moment at least, and if that left a crucial fact about the beautiful woman out of the story, so be it. For now at least.
Amon uttered a small chuckle, finding it funny she left her hunting to lady luck, "I wouldn't say I'm very good at it, just get lucky sometimes." Amon made a small flex again, just enough to draw her attention back to his body, subconsciously trying to whittle away the walls blocking attraction to the point where it would be broken. He watched as she began to search more frantically through her clothes, his eyes and face began to coat over with concern at her state of urgency, what is she looking for? He kneeled down close to her, just a foot away and close enough to notice the inner frustration playing across her face. "If you want, I'd really like to learn anything you would be willing to teach me about herbs. I have no idea how to look for or use them. I wouldn't be able to tell you the difference between a weed or...well, any herb!" His eyes remained concerned, attempting to lock with hers but finding it futile in her current state of frenzied searching, "If you're willing to teach me a few things, I would try catching some rabbits for you? What do you need them for? Magic?"
His body recoiled slightly at the word, it was not a subject you threw around without absolute necessity, but he quickly regained his cool, noticing her eyes flick back toward his as she uttered a quick "nothing bad I hope?" before turning her attention back to the task of searching for whatever she was looking for. His head nodded from side to side, eyes looking over the basket and boots to try to understand whatever she was searching for. He looked into her eyes which were welling up with tears and laid a hand down gently on her shoulder as reassuringly as he could, listening closely as her lips parted, "okay, before I start going into a panic, do you happen to have my locket? Please, say that you do?"
Amon thought back carefully to when he had first seen the glint of metal shining in the hole by the roots, thinking he must have picked it up. His hand flew to his bag, reaching in and pulling out the neckless and offering it to her. "Yes to all everything except for the evil intentions. I need the horns of the rabbits to make some tools for my herb work, my current ones are alright, but the antlers can be filed down to the exact things I need." He smiled apologetically toward her for having forgotten to give her the neckless throughout the exchange. His cheeks blushed slightly, and eyes locked with hers, glowing with more gold flecks than before. |
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