Ravensblood Forest brief encounters

The embrace did not last very long. No sooner had he draped around her did she speak - and, expecting protest in her words, he interpreted the sleepy quiet of her tone to be as such. Tiarnan withdrew after that, sliding around her like a leggy shadow. His ears flicked out sideways from his head, briefly apologetic for the encroachment upon her personal space, but then they twisted forward, and the boy rumbled a low, "Sleep?" as if to draw her in to the trees. If she did want to rest with him - connotations aside - they would need a proper location. The forest was ripe with strange scents and now, the oncoming dark of night. It would be safer for both of them to find a secluded place to nest. Although he wished to speak to her in his own language, Tiarnan knew it would be pointless. He was too tired to mime what he wanted from her, and so the boy slipped in to the shadows - keeping close, but roaming with his steps over roots and through the brush.

As he wandered, Tiarnan thought about what had just happened. The sound of her voice being so confused, but the feeling of her tongue sliding against his face. He was smitten for sure, lusting after the connection he once had with Khatera and also desperate for company. He wasn't sure about what the ghost wanted, but he would give her anything if it meant she would stay. Desperation was a pithy beast indeed. The path he followed led through some low branches which smelled lightly of rodent, and as he tracked the smell the boy found a ruined depression in the earth. It was likely that rabbits had once lived here, when there was a hollow in the ground. Someone had uprooted it, leaving a bowl of dirt which was rather large. He lifted his head and called out, "Bazi!" and then set his eyes upon the surrounding shadows, hoping she had not abandoned him too.