Phoenix Maplewood there seldom is a single wave

I love it ;P

Her mouth stayed ajar for a moment, unable to explain the innate feeling to heed him like a loyal follower. Odin had created it so he was to become a leader, for some reason the idea of her being equally important to the plan he'd set in place was absent. How was she to voice that her reverence towards him placed the wolf so much higher than her in her mind? She knew exactly how he'd react to such an answer and knew it was best to keep it between herself. 

"You coddle me, Vangard." Her eyes finally met with his own, his zealous gaze was impossible to ignore and she studied his two differing orbs, one gold like the sun and the other blue like the open skies the two once gamboled under with little worry about the world around them. She sent him a comforting smile, hoping to skip a supportive lecture. Not because she wouldn't appreciate it, she just didn't want to waste his energy. 

"Besides, how are you to know why I adverted my eyes?" The woman teased, "Perhaps you were just too unpleasant to look at." Of course, this was all a jest to ease the tension so thick in the air she could've taken a bite out of it.