Hideaway Strath hokiichi

The overlarge white brute watched the woman move and sway, his eyes took in every inch of her graceful form. He noticed her moments were not so ritualistic as they had a freeing quality about them, he wondered where her offering to the god might be? That was the only reason he danced. But try as he might he could not find a reason for her flowing movements, he head tilted to the left as he continued to watch her.

The wind blew past her an toward him, he caught the scent of pack but this was one he did not know personally, he’d have to change that.

He wondered if she closed her eyes when he danced? To figure that out he’d have to get closer, With the wind blowing his scent from the woman he very slowly and very quietly moved toward her to watch her dance up close. He smiled as he drifted into her space and waited for her to notice him.