She didn’t quite understand his reasoning, “There is always hunter and prey. Always on bigger and one smaller than you. Is normal.” But at the same time it made sense. He was gentle. At all times, an individual who made you feel comfortable or maybe it was simply her urge to not leave his bed for the moment. Closing her eyes she pulled herself closer to him, attempting to absorb his warmth into her and listening to the slow beat of his heart. So different. And simply for the sake of argument and the fact that she still felt a bit playful Ndale lazily pressed her lips to his chest, “Oregano is better as food. On fish.” In haling deeply she letting her breathing drift, not sure what she was mumbling anymore and pretty sure it was only soft cooing, akin to her chirping that exited as she laid there. For now she would allow herself to sleep, her body a tad sore in ways she was used to and not but come morning. Come morning she would leave this Elem Bree and perhaps see him again. Did she wish too? Maybe. He smelt good and she enjoyed him. Deciding for once she would simply ignore the feeling rather than catalogue it Ndale allowed herself to drift into unconsciousness but not able to resist her parting words. “You should lock door or things will sneak in.” |